I walked up the lane -- I had promised him to stand near that corner for five minutes, and I stood there in the deepening dusk, looking up towards the downs and the sea. There were pale stars. Everything was very still. Five minutes is a long time. I held my watch in my hand. Four -- four and a quarter --four and a half. Five. I turned instantly. And then I saw that he had followed me -- he was standing a dozen yards away -- and his face was turned from me. His eyes were fixed upon something, but I could not see what he was looking at.
"No, no, no, no, no... the car, the violet car..." He shouted. He looked anxious and desolate and his voice was trembling.
I run to Mr. Eldridge and call his name but he did not hear me. He did not even seem to notice my presence.
He walked towards the corner of the lane, his eyes fixed upon his vision. Mr. Eldridge was so confused and his fear so overwhelming, that he seemed to have lost his mind. He walked backwards, dazed and confused and I feared he was going to stumble and fell.
'Don't make a move!' I shout.
I grab his hand just when he was he was about to fall down the cliff.
I lay him down in the grass. He had lost his senses but he did not looked hurt or anything so I sat down by his side, waiting for him to recover. It took him only a few seconds to get better. Suddenly, as if he had woken up from a terrible nightmare, he opened his eyes and looked around...
'Are you alright, Mr. Eldridge?' I asked.
'I am alright, my dear. I am...