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Theydon's promptitude and pertinacity, Wong Li Fu's scheme was defeated. Your daughter will make everything clear. Give me the barest summary of events after your departure from Innesmore Mansions, and I'll get out of the way." "We pursued a car which led us a pretty dance nearly as far as St. Albans. It seems that Mr. Furneaux, looking out of the window of Mr.
In effect, since no man is a hero to his valet, what would Tomlinson, butler at No. 11 Fortescue Square, have thought of his master if told that Mrs. Lester's last known visitor was James Creighton Forbes? Theydon's journalistic experiences had been, for the most part, those of the "special correspondent," or descriptive writer.
Forbes will soon be rescued from captivity. Yes, she was carried off from Beachy Head this afternoon by Wong Li Fu, but, by the rarest good fortune, this Mr. Handyside, a friend of Mr. Theydon's, was able to follow on the trail, and steps are now being taken to free her. Your daughter will speak to you. I intervened merely to vouch for it that an almost incredible story is true.
When the outer door had closed behind him Winter turned to Furneaux. "Well?" he said. For answer Furneaux waved a hand and tiptoed into the hall. Waiting until he heard the door of No. 18 slam he opened the latch of No. 17 so cautiously that no sound was forthcoming. Soon he had an ear to Theydon's letter box and was following attentively a one-sided conversation.
But not a flicker of eyelid nor twitch of mobile lips showed the slightest concern on Forbes's part. Rather did he display at once a well-bred astonishment on hearing Theydon's concluding words. "Do you mean detectives from Scotland Yard?" he cried. "Yes." Forbes smiled, and commenced filling a pipe. "Evidently they did not want you as a principal," he said.
"Look here, Bates" and Theydon's manner was most emphatic "if you and I begin seeing shadows we'll soon collect a fine show of Chinese ghosts. I'm astonished at you, a man who has been under fire." "Sorry, sir. I thought you'd like to hear the lytest, that's all."
Fate, after terrifying him, had been kind. If Furneaux had expressed himself differently if, for instance, he had said: "Had you ever before seen the man?" or "Have you now any reason for believing that you know his name?" he would have forced Theydon's hand in a way he was far from suspecting.
Is it likely that such an insignificant object as a chair, and a small one at that, would succeed in catching my eye?" Evelyn Forbes laughed, with a joyous mingling of surprise and relief. Most certainly, Mr. Theydon's manner of speech differed vastly from the disconcerting expression of positive bewilderment, if not actual fright, which marred his entrance. "Do I really resemble a Romney?
"There is a certain class of knowledge which is in itself dangerous to those who possess it, no matter whether or not it affects them in any particular. I recommend you, in good faith, to leave London today." "If my own safety is the only consideration I refuse as readily as I agreed before." Theydon's tone grew somewhat impatient. He really fancied that Forbes was trifling with him.
Some hint of utter bewilderment in Theydon's tone must have reached the girl's alert ear. "Ah! Touché!" she cried. "Now will you be good and tell me why Dad should receive a little ivory skull by this morning's post?" Theydon knew that he paled. His very scalp tingled with an apprehension of some shadowy yet none the less affrighting evil.
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