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Updated: June 16, 2025
Once, by giving up dear Vivace for me. And now again to-night, when you came to my rescue. I was really bored in there, you know. And people seem to give themselves so much liberty in in their jokes when they're masked." "I have to thank the masks for being at Mrs. Stuyvesant-Knox's house to-night," said Jim Brett.
As to Mr Verloc, his intense meditation, like a sort of Chinese wall, isolated him completely from the phenomena of this world of vain effort and illusory appearances. Her selection made, the disposal of the rest became a perplexing question in a particular way. She was leaving it in Brett Street, of course. But she had two children.
The detective changed the conversation abruptly. "What do you propose doing, Mr. Brett?" "I purpose reading a chapter in 'The Stowmarket Mystery, written by your friend, Mr. Holden." They heard a loud rat-tat on the outer door. "Probably," continued Brett, "this is its title." Smith entered with a telegram. It was in the typed capitals usually associated with Continental messages.
"How long have you known Dubois?" said Brett. "Oh, two years more or less." "Have you ever been associated with him before?" "Never, monsieur. My record is there." And he again jerked his thumb towards the volume on the table. "It will tell you that I deal in small affairs. Dubois is an artist.
Brett, of course," said Edith, in her steady, even tones, "did not trouble to include us, uncle, because we shall be on the yacht first. A woman can always pack up much better than a man, you know, and I will look after you, dear." Brett gave one glance at her flushed and smiling face, and forthwith abandoned argument as useless.
He rose as he spoke, tossing the stump of his cigarette into the fire, and Brett followed him out of the house and down to the stables where, in an empty horse-box, the litter of puppies at present resided.
Brett set off at a rapid pace along the turf. Hume followed, and soon they were near the lodge. Mrs. Crowe saw them, and came out. "Stop her!" gasped Brett. Hume signalled the woman not to open the gate. She watched them with open-mouthed curiosity. The barrister slowed down and quietly made his way to the leafy angle where the avenue hedge joined that which shut off the park from the road.
Brett and Powers were partners. Powers was the floor member of the firm and Brett ran the office. But they were partners in more ways than the one, and had been ever since they could remember. As little boys they had owned things in common without dispute. At St. Marks Powers had pitched for the nine, and Brett had caught.
I asked Sally if I might introduce Mr. Brett to her, and she said yes, and smiled up so sweetly that I was delighted, because, for all her talk about Nature's noblemen, I felt I didn't know her well enough to be quite sure how she would take it. But she talked to him charmingly, and complimented him upon his bravery on shipboard.
A few seconds only had elapsed since the last word had been uttered aloud in the kitchen, and Mrs Verloc was staring already at the vision of an episode not more than a fortnight old. With eyes whose pupils were extremely dilated she stared at the vision of her husband and poor Stevie walking up Brett Street side by side away from the shop.
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