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Bundercombe waved his hand in friendly fashion. It was not until then that Louis, with marked unwillingness, came forward to greet us. "Come to see your new quarters, Louis!" Mr. Bundercombe said cheerfully. "Find us a table and serve us some of your special coffee. We will dine here another evening."
"Come along, Mr. Cheape!" he said. "You know my address, sir. Talk this matter over with your with Mr. Walmsley, if you please. If we hear nothing from you on Monday morning a writ will be issued." "Before Monday," Mr. Bundercombe declared, in a hollow voice, "my body will be found in the Thames. Kick 'em out, Walmsley, and look after the coats in the hall!"
"If you will examine that carefully, sir," he begged, "you will see that it is the truth. That note, he is very well made; but he is not a good Bank of England note." Mr. Bundercombe slowly adjusted his glasses, placed the note in front of him and smoothed it carefully with his large hand. "This is very interesting," he murmured. "Allow me to make a close examination.
"You'll come down with me, then," I begged, "both of you? Come this afternoon! The dressmakers can follow you, Eve. It isn't far an hour in the train and twenty minutes in the motor. We may have to picnic a little just to start with, but I know that the most important of the servants are there, ready and waiting." "Pray do not let me stand in your way," Mrs. Bundercombe declared, rising.
Stanley did not leave this country for South Africa with a hundred pounds in his pocket." "And the man?" I asked. Mr. Bundercombe was thoroughly enjoying himself. He drew his chair a little closer to mine and waited until he was quite sure that no one was within earshot. "The man," he replied, "is one of the world's most famous criminals."
I declared, a little abruptly. "Next time Eve goes to bed with a headache I shall take you to the club." I was walking down Bond Street with Eve one morning when my suspicions as to Mr. Bundercombe and a certain matter were first roused. As we neared the Piccadilly end I distinctly saw him vanish through a doorway on the lefthand side.
It was a dirty trick! Forget it! After you were lagged we decided to turn over a new leaf and be honest. We've been honest inside the law, at any rate and we've made money. Come and take your share of it and forgive!" "We were brutes!" Densmore agreed. They were both bending over Stanley. Somehow or other his hands stole out to them. Mr. Bundercombe and I strolled outside. "You might tell Mr.
Bundercombe led the way into the Tarteran establishment, which was still in a state of disorder. He asked to speak to the principal, who came forward, still looking very perturbed. "Sorry to hear of this robbery!" Mr. Bundercombe said. "Have they caught the fellow?" "They caught the man in the motor car," the manager groaned; "but he had no jewels on him and my people can't swear to him.
Mr. Bundercombe plunged into the middle of my little protest. "You're all right, Paul!" he assured me. "Cullen's in the house at the present moment and there are two other detectives with him. They are letting me run this thing simply because I know more about it than they do; and for certain reasons I'm not giving my whole hand away. Don't you worry, Paul! You'll be all right this time. Listen!"
"In that case," I confessed, "I am afraid it is useless for me to appeal to you for help. Perhaps you and your father " I added, turning to Eve. "Let them go down to you in the country by all means!" Mrs. Bundercombe interrupted. "For my part, though my visit to Europe was wholly undesired was forced upon me, in fact, by dire circumstances," she added emphatically, glaring at Mr.
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