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Allerdyke!" she said, opening the bag and taking an envelope from it. "I've something for you. See here's the photograph your cousin gave me. You were wrong, you see there's no spot in it it's a particularly clear print. Look!" In Allerdyke's big palm she laid the very photograph which, according to all his reckoning, was that which Chettle had found within the cover of Lydenberg's watch.

Lydenberg came back, dressed, and on his heels came the manager of the hotel, startled and anxious, and with him an elderly professional-looking man whom he introduced as Dr. Orwin. When James Allerdyke's dead body had been lifted on to the bed, and the two medical men had begun a whispered conversation beside it, Allerdyke drew the hotel manager aside to a corner of the room.

Schmall was evidently a man of great cleverness in chemistry. "Third. All the circumstances of Mr. James Allerdyke's death, and of Lisette Beaurepaire's death, pointed to unusually skillful poisoning. Who was better able to engineer that than a clever chemist? "Fourth. The jewels belonging to the Princess Nastirsevitch had undoubtedly fallen into Van Koon's hands. Van Koon was a friend of Schmall.

The detective, who had gladly helped himself to Allerdyke's whisky, took a long pull at his glass and sighed with relief. "I believe so myself, Mr. Allerdyke," he said. "I do, indeed! things are clearing, sir, though Heaven knows they're thick enough still. You say you've fresh news!" Allerdyke lighted a cigar and pushed the box to his guest. "Your news first," he said.

"Why I want and must find her at once is to ask her a simple question. What was she doing in James Allerdyke's room? For I've an idea." "What?" demanded Allerdyke. "This," replied Fullaway. "They were fellow-passengers on the Perisco. Your cousin as I daresay you know was the sort of man who readily makes friends, especially with women.

He gave the American a brief yet full account of all that had happened since his receipt of James Allerdyke's wireless message. And Fullaway listened in silence, taking everything in, making no interruption, and at the end he spoke quietly and with decision. "We must find that woman Miss Celia Lennard and at once," he said. "That's absolutely necessary." "Just so," agreed Allerdyke.

Franklin Fullaway, of London just as anxious as I am to hear what you have to tell us, doctor. You've come to tell something, of course?" The doctor inclined his head towards Fullaway, and added a grave bow in answer to Allerdyke's question. "The autopsy has been made," he replied. "By Dr. Lydenberg, Dr. Quillet, who is one of the police-surgeons here, and myself.

And Fullaway's keen eyes, roving about, fell on Allerdyke and the chief and he made through the crowd in their direction, beckoning Chilverton to follow. "Hullo hullo!" he exclaimed, clapping a hand on Allerdyke's shoulder, nodding to the chief, and staring inquisitively at Appleyard. "So you're here, too, eh, Allerdyke? It wasn't you who sent me that mysterious message, was it?"

There were three people here in England who knew that the jewels were on the way from Russia, in Mr. James Allerdyke's charge. Those three were this man Fullaway, his lady secretary, and Delkin, the Chicago millionaire! Now, then, Mr. Allerdyke how much, or what, do you know about any one of 'em?"

James Allerdyke's name, because of the business talk." The chief, who had been making shorthand notes of this conversation, paused for a moment, evidently considering matters, and then turned to Celia with a smile. "Why did you leave the hotel at Hull so suddenly?" he asked. "I daresay you had good reasons, but I should just like to know what they were, if you don't mind."

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