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Rattar, and maybe I might be able to help a little if I could get something to go on." The lawyer nodded. "I quite understand. Glad to have your help, Mr. Cromarty. Dreadful affair. We're all trying to get to the bottom of it, I can assure you." "I believe you," said Ned. "There never was a man better worth avenging than Sir Reginald."
Another voice replied, gruff and muffled and indistinct, and then again the master spoke. Evidently the late caller had arrived, and a moment later she heard the library door shut, and it was plain that he and Mr. Rattar were closeted there. They seemed to remain in the library about a quarter of an hour before the door opened again, and in a moment the stairs were creaking faintly.
"It's only common sense," added the superintendent. "Then how came the window to be unfastened?" demanded Ned. "I've suggested a reason," said Simon. "As a blind? Sounds to me damned thin." Simon Rattar turned away from him with an air that suggested that he thought it time to indicate distinctly that he was in charge of the case and not the laird of Stanesland.
Besides being a considerable local magnate and a kinsman of the dead baronet, Stanesland had a forcible personality that stood no gainsaying. "Well, sir," said the superintendent, "Mr. Rattar could perhaps explain best " "Explain yourself, Sutherland," said Simon briefly. The superintendent pointed to a spot on the carpet a few paces from the door. "We found Sir Reginald lying there," he said.
Rattar, I suppose " A dejected little shrug completed her sentence, and as she turned towards the door her eloquent eyes looked at him for a moment beneath their long lashes with an expression in them that might have moved a statue. Although Simon Rattar had the reputation of being impervious to woman's wiles, he may have been moved by this unspoken appeal.
And then the very next day I caught the same man examining the library with Bisset and I saw him out of the window follow Lady Cromarty and speak to her, and then I knew he was a detective!" "How did you know?" "Oh, by instinct, and I was right! The position was so horrible so unbearable, that I went in to see Mr. Rattar about it." "Why Rattar?"
Rattar. I'm trying to get educated out of strong language, but, Lord, at my time of life it's not so damned I mean dashed easy!" Even Simon Rattar's features relaxed for an instant into a smile. "And who is educating you?" he enquired. Mr. Cromarty looked a little surprised. "Who but the usual lady? Gad, I've told you before of my sister's well meant efforts.
"Because brother George was not a member of his family he would care to be reminded of. Though on the other hand, Simon is as hard as whinstone and has as much sentiment as this teapot, and he may have put the notice in himself simply to show the world he was rid of the fellow." "What was George Rattar then?" enquired Cicely.
To describe Simon Rattar at any time as genial would be an exaggeration, but he showed his nearest approach to geniality as he bade his client good-morning. "Sorry to interrupt you," said Ned, "but I can't get this business out of my head, night or day. Whether you want me or not, I've got to play a hand in this game; but it's on your side, Mr.
He said you had sworn to track down the criminals and hang them with your own hands, and so when I saw you suddenly come up behind me in that dark road to-night oh, you've no idea how terrified I was! Mr. Rattar had frightened away all the nerve I ever had, and then when I thought I was safely away, you suddenly came up behind me in that dark road!"
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