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Linthwaite. "Ay, ay," came the reply; and with it the smoke broke from her and the grape and canister swept our forecastle. Then the Alliance sailed away, leaving brave Mr. Caswell among the many Landais had murdered. The ominous clank of the chain pumps beat a sort of prelude to what happened next.
And had just got permission to "make it," according to a time-honoured custom at sea, when another "Sail, ho!" came down from aloft. "Where away?" called back Mr. Linthwaite, who was midshipman of the forecastle. "Starboard quarter, rounding Flamborough Head, sir. Looks like a full-rigged ship, sir." I sent the messenger into the great cabin to report.
Linthwaite. "Ay, ay," came the reply; and with it the smoke broke from her and the grape and canister swept our forecastle. Then the Alliance sailed away, leaving brave Mr. Caswell among the many Landais had murdered. The ominous clank of the chain pumps beat a sort of prelude to what happened next.
"I have just been looking it up, sir," replied the manager, "in consequence of this sad news in the papers. Ten thousand, eight hundred, seventy-nine, five, four, Mr. Vanderkiste." "Ten thousand eight hundred and seventy-nine pounds, five shillings and fourpence," repeated Mr. Vanderkiste. "Ah! An unusually large amount, I think, Mr. Linthwaite?" "Just so, sir," agreed the manager.
Lester, who, I may tell you, is a wealthy customer of ours, lives in the country as a rule, and I happen to know she's there now. I'll write down her address. Tell her, by all means, that you have been to see us on the matter." Starmidge left Mr. Linthwaite talking with the London & Universal people; he himself, now that he had got the desired information, had no more to say.
"We cleared it at once," replied the manager. "Oh, yes! But the cheque which Mr. Hollis spoke of drawing against it has not come in and now, of course " "Just so," said Mr. Vanderkiste. "Now that he's dead, of course, his cheque is no good. Um! That will do, thank you, Mr. Linthwaite." He turned and looked at Starmidge when the manager had withdrawn. "That explains matters," he said.
And had just got permission to "make it," according to a time-honoured custom at sea, when another "Sail, ho!" came down from aloft. "Where away?" called back Mr. Linthwaite, who was midshipman of the forecastle. "Starboard quarter, rounding Flamborough Head, sir. Looks like a full-rigged ship, sir." I sent the messenger into the great cabin to report.
Mullineau leaned forward. "We don't know if Frederick Hollis paid any large amount in lately, you know," he observed. "Hadn't you better summon Linthwaite?" "Our manager," remarked Mr. Vanderkiste, as he touched a bell. "Ah, yes, of course he'll know. Mr. Linthwaite," he continued, as another elderly man entered the room, "can you tell us what Mr. Frederick Hollis's balance in our hands is?"
"Don't you think that as there are almost certain to be some complications about this matter Linthwaite had better go with Detective Starmidge?" he suggested. "The situation, as regards the ten thousand pounds, is a somewhat curious one. This Miss or Mrs. Lester will want to recover it. Now, according to what Mr.
Linthwaite. "Ay, ay," came the reply; and with it the smoke broke from her and the grape and canister swept our forecastle. Then the Alliance sailed away, leaving brave Mr. Caswell among the many Landais had murdered. The ominous clank of the chain pumps beat a sort of prelude to what happened next.
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