CHAPTER IX
IN I ATTEND WHICH AN ECCENTRIC PATIENT
I AM writing to-night about an hour after saying good-bye to you, O most worthy friend!
Do you remember what a long time you spent in discussing the Camden Town mystery on one particular day?
This room of mine certainly has many curious things hidden in it. Many a tale would some of them tell, if they could speak. You noticed some empty cultivation-tubes this evening, and asked me why I kept them.
I am now going to write the true history of those tubes this evening.
It was before you came to Kensington that these happenings took place. Quite close to my house lived an old fellow named Humphrey Friende. He dwelt in his own house, was unmarried, and was attended by a man-servant
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