Mr. Joynes was never arrested, and that for this sufficient reason: that when the agents of the law arrived at his residence Mr. Joynes was dead. He had committed suicide on the very night on which we saw that — call it vision — on board the Water Lily. I viewed the corpse against my will. I was not called in evidence. Had I been, I was prepared to swear, as was my wife, that Mr. Joynes was the man whom I had seen in a dream that night. It was shown at the inquest that he had suffered of late from horrid dreams — that he had scarcely dared to sleep. I wonder if, in that last and most awful of his dreams, he had seen my face — seen it as I saw his?
It was afterwards shown, from inquiries which were made, that Mr. Joynes and "Mr. Bush," tenant of the Sylph, were, beyond all doubt, one and the same person. On the singular circumstances which caused that discovery to be made I offer no comment.
