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He silently showed the way into a reception room and disappeared. A minute later he announced, with much deference, that Miss Talbot would see Mr. Brett in the library, and he conducted this mysterious visitor upstairs. On rejoining Buttons in the hall he solemnly observed: "That's a swell cop who is with the missus shining topper, button-hole, buckskin gloves, patent leathers, all complete.

The three men drove to Stowmarket in the same vehicle, the grooms returning in the second dog-cart. On the way Robert Frazer who may be designated by his second surname to distinguish him from his cousin was anxious to learn what had caused the present recrudescence of inquiry into Alan's death. This was easily explained by David, and Brett took care to confine the conversation to general details.

He spoke with the glibness of a born agitator, yet all the while he was inwardly wondering what could be the true motive of the visit paid him by this distinguished-looking stranger, and Brett was silently resolving to startle Hussein-ul-Mulk out of his complacency at the earliest possible moment.

Although she had lost her temper Miss Deans had not lost her shrewdness. Mr. Brett shrugged his shoulders and confessed that the talent of Miss Deans did not appeal to him. "Her singing bored me," was the verdict of Mrs. Shiffney. And many of Max Elliot's guests found that they had been subject to a similar ennui when the American was singing. "Poor woman!" thought Mrs.

Holden looked at the barrister with an injured air. "I am a man of few words, sir," he said, "and if you do not mind, I will tell my story in my own way." Winter was secretly delighted to hear the "Old 'Un," as they called him in the Yard, take a rise out of Brett in this manner. "Perhaps," exclaimed the barrister, "your few words will come more easily if you wet your whistle."

Brett, this power of hypnotism, a power for healing in the hands of a good man, may become a terrible power for evil in the hands of a villain!" "But Telfer, to-day? He seems to have known nothing of Mayes, and he was not one of his regular creatures Mayes himself told me so." "About that I don't know.

Brett's voice roughened a little. "Haven't I made it clear what I want? I want you " "No, no!" Ann jumped up from her chair precipitately. "Don't say it, Brett! Please don't. I I don't want to hear." There was a note of urgent pleading in her hurried speech, but if he heard it he paid no attention. He was on his feet as quickly as she was.

Neither was aware that Brett and the Italian pilot had by this time reached the place where the two leading carriages were halted in the roadway. Without wasting a moment the barrister leapt the intervening ditch and followed the runners across the field, whilst behind him, eagerly anxious to see the end of this mysterious chase, came the sailor.

"Now," said Stalky at bedtime, making pilgrimage through the dormitories before the prefects came by, "now what have you got to say for yourselves? Foster, Carton, Finch, Longbridge, Marlin, Brett! I heard you chaps catchin' it from King he made hay of you an' all you could do was to wriggle an' grin an' say, 'Yes, sir, an' 'No, sir, an' 'O, sir, an' 'Please, sir'! You an' your resolution!

"I want to say something," she remarked, and she turned and faced the other girls. "Before I decide to go with Mrs. Brett I must speak to Professor Merriman." "But there is no time, my dear," said Mrs. Brett. "Our train leaves in three-quarters of an hour.

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