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Then we set off up the cliff at a rapid pace, with von Brünig leading the way and Savaroff bringing up the rear. The bungalow was situated about a couple of hundred yards from the summit, almost hidden by the high privet hedge which I had noticed from the sea. This hedge ran right round the garden, the only entrance being a small white gate in front of the house.
"I will supply you with a better one later on." "May I call him Rex?" she inquired of her companion. "In moderation," said Mrs. Gaston. "Very well, then, Rex, I have changed my mind. I shall not cross the Brunig by motor since you insist upon risking your neck in pursuit of me. I shall go by train in the morning, calmly, complacently, stupidly by train.
Even the man with the auburn beard had kept on looking away from his steering to favour me with quick glances out of his hard blue eyes. I think I came through the combined scrutiny with some credit. McMurtrie was the first to break the ensuing silence. "Have you any idea how you have betrayed yourself? You can speak quite freely. Our friend Mr. von Brünig knows the position."
Face downwards in a little pool of blood lay the motionless figure of McMurtrie. Savaroff also was still his huge bulk sprawled in fantastic helplessness across the floor. Only von Brünig had moved; he was sitting up on his hands, staring in a half-dazed fashion down the barrel of Latimer's Mauser. It was Latimer himself who renewed the conversation. "Come and fix up these two, Ellis," he said.
He was accompanied by a Mauser pistol which flickered thoughtfully over the four of us. "Keep still," he drawled "quite still, please. I shall shoot the first man who moves." There was a moment of rather trenchant silence. Then von Brünig moistened his lips with his tongue. "Are you mad, sir?" he began hoarsely. "By what "
One can come from Lucerne to Interlaken over the Brunig by ladder railroad in an hour or so now, but you can glide smoothly in a carriage in ten, and have two hours for luncheon at noon for luncheon, not for rest. There is no fatigue connected with the trip.
McMurtrie, as usual, took no notice of his interruption. "There is only one thing to do," he said. "Mr. von Brünig, who, as I have already told you, is interested in our syndicate, has offered to put his country house in Germany at our service. We must cross over to Holland before the police have time to interfere." "Do you mean now, at once?" I asked, with a sudden inward feeling of dismay.
"I know Hoffman wanted to send a telegram. They will be back in a minute, I expect." Von Brünig frowned. "They ought not to have done so. Seeker at least should have known better. After the other night " He paused, and crossing the room threw open a door and disappeared into an adjoining apartment.
However embarrassed the sergeant might be by exceptional events, he was evidently thoroughly at home in his own department. "'Ere!" he said, stepping forward briskly, "stow that, me man!" And with a sudden energetic thrust in the chest, he sent Savaroff sprawling backwards on the couch almost on top of von Brünig.
We slept at a wooden inn, and rose at three; and, before four, mounted on our horses, set off for the Brunig; and after having gone up La Flegere at Chamouni, the crossing the Brunig was a small consideration. Brava! brava!
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