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Miss Milsome took the telephone from the stand beside her. Sir Herbert Saunderson rose hurriedly and rang the bell. "The car, at once!" he ordered as the servant entered. "It's his heart I'm afraid of," said Mr. Wyatt. He was sitting on the front seat of the landaulette, facing Sir Herbert Saunderson and Dr. Freeman. "I don't think he knows how bad he is." They were already in Chelsea.
"I'm afraid he's rather bad." The little man looked at Miss Milsome as he spoke. Her expression was sympathetic, and he continued "You know, I believe, that he has been a special constable?" Sir Herbert Saunderson nodded. "As sergeant, he had charge of the arrangements for reducing the lighting of the streets in his own district.
His great wish is that I should be given certain necessary data regarding the catalogue, but to tell you the truth " Mr. Wyatt stopped. There was a note of anxiety in his pleasant, cultivated voice. Sir Herbert Saunderson and Miss Milsome exchanged glances. "Pray don't hesitate to tell me if anything is wrong with my cousin, Mr. er " "Wyatt," added Miss Milsome softly.
Wyatt is thoroughly competent and I can strongly recommend him if you have any other work of an analogous character. Yours ever, The one ear with which Sir Herbert Saunderson was listening while he went on signing the papers before him had caught part though not all of the letter. "Did I hear the word 'accident, Miss Milsome?" he asked, looking up. "Yes, Sir Herbert." "How did it happen?
'I beg your pardon, said the Vicar's wife, all eyes and ears; 'but we are taught by Mr. Milsome to call "a" an who can remember? 'An adjective absolute, said half-a-dozen voices at once. And Margaret sate abashed. The children knew more than she did. Mr. Bell turned away, and smiled. Margaret spoke no more during the lesson.
The ruffians, Milsome and Fowler, resolved to commit a burglary in the house of an old man who led a lonely life at the suburb known as Muswell Hill, near Hornsey. The sole occupant of the cottage slept in a bedroom on the first floor. In his room was an iron safe, in which he kept a considerable sum of money, close by the side of his bed.
He seemed to like thinking he was in a sort of way in the firing line, as though he was slightly wounded." Mr. Wyatt laughed very softly. "But I must see to this at once. Miss Milsome, kindly ring up Dr. Freeman. Tell him I'll call for him." Sir Herbert looked at his table, covered with papers, and then at his watch. His fine mouth closed firmly. "Now, at once, as soon as he can be ready."