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"Why, this if that young fellow who led pugs about, and talked to Mamselle Lisette in Kensington Gardens, is another of the cat's paws that this gang evidently made use of, I should say that when the gang sees he's being searched for, they'll out him, just as they outed her and Lydenberg. That's what I mean, Mr. Allerdyke they'll do him in themselves before anybody else can get at him! See?"
"I do for the time being," answered Allerdyke. He sat down again and picked up the photograph which had exercised his thoughts so intensely. "I've found out the truth concerning this," he said, tapping it with his finger. "Yes, I've hit it!
"Laymen, sir, do not see what a trained eye sees. The proof in his case is there!" He pointed to the dead man, at whom the night-porter was staring with astonished eyes. Allerdyke stared, too, or seemed to stare. In reality, he was gazing into space, wondering about what had just been said. "Then you think he died a natural death?" he asked, suddenly turning on his companion.
Allerdyke was in more than half a mind to draw the chief aside and tell him about Chettle's discoveries as regards the handwriting, but while he hesitated Fullaway tugged earnestly at his sleeve. "Come away!" whispered Fullaway. "Come! We're going to cut in at this ourselves!"
And," continued Chettle with a laugh, "I'd a lot of talking and explaining and wheedling to do before he'd tell anything." "Had he aught to tell?" asked Allerdyke. "So many of 'em think they have, and then they haven't." "Oh, he'd something to tell!" replied Chettle. "Right enough, he'd a good deal to tell.
No at this moment they're full of the Perrigo woman's story they think that's a sure clue a good beginning. Somebody, they say, must own, or have owned, those pugs! Therefore they're going strong on that. Meanwhile, I'm going back to Hull for at any rate a few days." "You've still got that watch on you?" asked Allerdyke. "Certainly," answered Chettle, clapping his hand to his breast-pocket.
And with his usual acuteness of perception he quickly separated the important from the momentarily unimportant. "You don't want to bother your head about what Mr. Delkin says just now, Mr. Allerdyke," he said, when Allerdyke had brought this story to an end. "Never mind his theories there may be a lot in 'em, and there mayn't be any more than his personal opinion in 'em.
Nursemaids and children were much in evidence under the surrounding trees; waitresses were flitting about hither and thither: there was nothing to suggest that this eminently London park scene was likely to prove the setting of the last act of a drama. "You're much more likely to see and to recognize than we are," remarked Allerdyke, as the three gathered round a table on the edge of the crowd.
"I don't know," replied Allerdyke, slowly and doubtfully. He possessed quite as much ingenuity as Chettle credited him with, but his own resourcefulness in that direction only inclined him to credit other men with the possession of just the same faculty. "I don't know about that.
"That may be perhaps was a side-issue," said Allerdyke. "It may have come into the big scheme as an after-thought. But, anyway, that's what we want a first clue. And I don't see how that's to be got at until this Princess arrives here. You see, she may have talked, she may have let it out in confidence to somebody who abused her confidence.
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