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The attack on Barstowe, who seemed to fight well, the cries, the shouts, the imprecations, the fact that half a dozen people, inmates and attendants, joined in the confusion as if by magic, all this was nothing to Jones, nor was the subsidiary fact that one of the inmates, a quiet mannered clergyman, with a taste for arson, had taken advantage of the confusion and was patiently and sedulously at work, firing the thatch of the summer house in six different places, with a long concealed box of matches.
There were several others, very quiet people, the three mentioned are enough for consideration. Colonel Hawker and Major Barstowe were having an argument in the smoking-room when Hoover and Jones entered. "I did not say I did not believe you," said Barstowe, "I said it was strange."
Colonel Hawker is here for gout and Major Barstowe for neuritis, got it in India. You will like them. There are several others who make up my household you can come on down with me now are you a billiard player?" "Yes, I can play but, see here, before we go down, where is this place? I don't even know what part of the country it's in."
I would not put back dinner for the King. Elsa did not come back for dinner. Nor was hers the only vacant place. Mr Barstowe had also vanished. Even Mr Keith's calm was momentarily ruffled by this discovery.
What had begun actively to make the place impossible was a perfectly pestilential young man of the name of Barstowe. The house-party at the Keiths had originally been, from Martin's view-point, almost ideal. The rest of the men were of the speechless, moustache-tugging breed. They had come to shoot, and they shot.
'I think it 'ighly possible, sir, that Miss Elsa and Mr Barstowe may be on the hisland in the lake, sir. About half a mile from the house was a picturesque strip of water, some fifteen hundred yards in width and a little less in length, in the centre of which stood a small and densely wooded island.
Mr Barstowe read me some of his poems. It was perfectly lovely. I was quite sorry when Roberts told us we could go on again. But do you really mean to tell me, Mr Lambert, that you And once more the world became all shoulder.
From down the table in a sudden lull in the talk came the voice of Mr Barstowe. He seemed to be in the middle of a narrative. 'Fortunately, he was saying, 'I had with me a volume of Shelley, and one of my own little efforts. I had read Miss Keith the whole of the latter and much of the former before the chauffeur announced that it was once more possible
"Now go and tell Colonel Hawker that Major Barstowe says he's a liar." Smithers went off, butterfly net in hand. Jones was under no delusion. He reckoned that the garden was always under surveillance, and that a man getting over a wall would have little chance of reaching the street, unless he managed to distract the attention of watchers.
"Oh, Lord," said Smithers, "but you haven't said anything to Hoover?" "Not a word but you must do something for me before I give you them." "What's that?" "I want you to go up to Colonel Hawker and take him aside." "Yes?" "And tell him that Major Barstowe says he's a liar." "Yes." "That's all." "That's easy enough," said Smithers.
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