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How are they managing it, those two? They're coming, Headland. Listen! Don't you hear them?" The crash of the broken glass and the jar of the old man's fall had swept through all the house, and a moment later, headed by Mrs. Bawdrey herself, all the members of the little house-party came piling excitedly into the room.
Bawdrey," responded Cleek. "Oh, thank you, thank you!" said Bawdrey gratefully. "I don't care a hang what it costs, what your fees are, Mr. Headland. So long as you run those two to earth, and get hold of the horrible stuff, whatever it is, that they are using, I'll pay any price in the world, and count it cheap as compared with the life of my dear old dad. When can you take hold of the case?
Knowing your reluctance to have your identity disclosed, I have taken the liberty of giving you the name you adopted in the Bawdrey affair, to wit: 'George Headland. I have also taken the same precaution with regard to the Morrisons, leaving you to disclose your identity or not, as you see fit."
They came forward at his word, and, looking down, saw that the figure he was bending over was the figure of Philip Bawdrey. "Oh!" gulped Mrs. Bawdrey, and then shut her two hands over her eyes and fell away weak and shivering. "Oh, Mr. Cleek, it can't be it can't! To do a thing like that?" "Oh, he'd have done worse, the little reptile, if he hadn't been pulled up short," said Cleek in reply.
"Yes, sir. And all waitin' in the arbour, sir, as you told me to have 'em." "Good lad! Get them, and we'll catch the first train back. Mrs. Bawdrey, my best respects. Captain, all good luck to you. The riddle is solved. Good-night."
Bawdrey," responded Cleek. "Oh, thank you, thank you!" said Bawdrey gratefully. "I don't care a hang what it costs, what your fees are, Mr. Headland. So long as you run those two to earth, and get hold of the horrible stuff, whatever it is, that they are using, I'll pay any price in the world, and count it cheap as compared with the life of my dear old dad. When can you take hold of the case?
I am wiring her to expect you. But, knowing your reluctance in the matter of any clue to your identity being circulated, I have given you the name you adopted in the Bawdrey affair: "George Headland."
Dollops will hand you this. Say nothing just wait till I get back. This he slipped, unsigned in his haste, into an envelope, handed it to Dollops, and then fairly jumped into his clothes. Ten minutes later he was out of the house, and the end of the riddle was in sight. On the morrow Mrs. Bawdrey made known the rather surprising piece of news that Mr.
"What! that awful stuff!" said Mrs. Bawdrey, with a little shuddering cry. "And some one in this house " Her voice broke. She plucked at Cleek's sleeve and looked up at him in an agony of entreaty. "Who?" she implored. "Who in this house could? You said you would tell to-night you said you would. Oh, who could have the heart? Ah! who?
If any of them remark anything about the whiskey having a peculiar taste, you must stoutly assert that you don't notice; and, as they've seen you drinking from the same decanter why, there you are. Don't worry over it. It's a very, very harmless draught; you won't even have a headache from it. Listen here, Bawdrey. Somebody is poisoning your father." "I know it.
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