Chapter 25: Retrograde Investigation

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​⁠The dreary London January dragged its dull length slowly out. The last slender records of Christmas time were swept away, and Robert Audley still lingered in town—still spent his lonely evenings in his quiet sitting-room in Figtree Court—still wandered listlessly in the Temple Gardens on sunny mornings, absently listening to the children's babble, idly watching their play. He had many friends amon