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Fisher said it was all right." "So Mr. Bridwell might have had visitors while you were out?" "Certainly." "Did he have many visitors as a rule?" "Sometimes from what you call his constituency." "Any ladies?" "Ah, no, signore; my master was of the other kind. He did not like the vote for women." "And you say you have moved nothing in this room?" "Nothing at all."
"That is to say practicing is all very well, but...the joy of music is in sharing it with one's friends musical soirées and evenings in the parlor with a roaring fire. Old friends gathered around the piano and champagne! Professor Bridwell warmed to her words, and rubbed his hands together as if before the very fire she had mentioned. "You have hit it precisely," he replied with enthusiasm.
Masini said he was, and gave a description which might have fitted any ten men out of the first dozen encountered in the street. He also described the two visitors, but the portraits drawn were not startling. "What did Mr. Fisher say when you gave him the packet? What were his exact words, I mean?" "He said: 'All right, tell Mr. Bridwell I shall start at once'." "How long have you been in Mr.
"I know it was murder," returned the professor sharply, "and the manner of it has presented the chief difficulty I have found in demolishing my theory altogether. Bridwell was poisoned by an injection. The hypodermic needle was inserted under the hair at the back of the head, here in the soft part of the base of the skull, the hair concealing the small mark it made.
Then he gave her the bag, saying he had found it in Bridwell's rooms on the previous evening. Bridwell was dead, that was why he was going away. The solicitor Standish was a friend of Ormrod's, and after Quarles had gone had suddenly realized what the inquiry might mean, so had telegraphed a warning.
A casual examination told nothing, and I had not moved him. I had arrived first and was expecting the doctor every moment. I happened to be in my office when the telephone message came through that Arthur Bridwell, M.P., had been found dead under suspicious circumstances in his flat at Duke's Mansions, Knightsbridge. I went there at once and found a constable in possession.
Well, Wigan, what do you make of the case?" "I think it is fairly clear in its main points," I answered. "Bridwell has been selling information to foreign powers, and would naturally deal with the highest bidders. Fisher is a foreign agent, and having received valuable information yesterday, left England with it at once.
Jack found himself acting as executive officer to Lieutenant Bridwell in the operation of the submersible. Her oil engines were easily set in motion and her steering apparatus; was not unlike that of the Dewey, so the task of navigating the captured prize out to sea seemed not a difficult one. Lieutenant Bridwell summoned one of the German prisoners before him. "You understand English?" he asked.
But then what is the use of seeming fashionable, she thought, if fashionable I am not? With his arms wrapped closely around him and his ungloved hands tucked beneath his arms, Professor Bridwell trotted up the stairs. Upon seeing him, Gretchen pushed open the doors and stepped outside. "Why it's cooler than I had thought," she remarked. The professor's smile fairly warmed her heart.
And now they were willing to assist their captors in getting safely out to sea. Lieutenant Bridwell smilingly accepted the offer, but with a knowing wink to Jack which meant that the latter was to keep close watch over the talkative and seemingly docile German. Now the evacuation of the U-boat base was under way.
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