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Updated: June 18, 2025
"We will get nothing out of her if we stay here all day, so we had better go." "I am going straight back to Scotland Yard," Caldew announced with sudden decision when they reached the pavement. "I must tell Merrington all about this morning's work, and the sooner the better. We must have the flat watched. Perhaps Nepcote may return." "He will not return," said Colwyn.
Caldew had cycled to Chidelham to see the Weynes, and Lumbe had been sent to investigate a telephoned report of a suspicious stranger seen at a hamlet called Tibblestone, some miles away. Merrington's face wore a gloomy and dissatisfied expression. He had spent the afternoon in a whirlwind of energy in which he had done many things.
She was always very nervous of fire-arms." "That is quite true," murmured Miss Heredith. "A jealous woman forgets her fears," said the detective rather maliciously. "She didn't stop to think of that when she wanted to use the revolver." "And where did she get it from?" asked Phil quickly. Caldew shrugged his shoulders, but remained silent.
"That is a tiki," he said. The explanation conveyed nothing to Caldew. "I have never heard the word before," he said. "What is a tiki?" "It is the Maori word for the creator of man, and is also taken to represent an ancestor," Musard explained.
"It is necessary to have clues for the formation of a theory, and in this case we are faced with a complete absence of clues." "Do you not think that the trinket found by Detective Caldew in Mrs. Heredith's bedroom has some bearing on the murder?" said Captain Stanhill. "I attach no importance to it.
At any rate, I am looking for Nepcote in Islington." "Although I could pick flaws in your theory, I am bound to say that you are right," said Caldew. "Nepcote is hiding in Islington. At least, we think so," he cautiously added. "Good! How did you find out?" Caldew gave his companion particulars of the pawnbroker's visit to Scotland Yard that morning. "I have been looking for Mr.
There was, to begin with, the greenstone brooch which Caldew had picked tap in the bedroom after Mrs. Heredith had been murdered. The members of the household were in the custom of making the girl little presents on her birthday anniversary, and Phil had given her the piece of greenstone, set in a brooch, on her birthday six years before.
Had they seen him at the window, and broken off their conference in consequence? It looked as if this were so. Miss Heredith must have entered the house by another door, because if she had gone in by the front door he must have encountered her. Caldew would have retraced his steps if Musard had not looked up, and, seeing the detective, waited for him to approach.
He tells me that while he was going around the house this afternoon he found the outside door of the back staircase unlocked." "Do you mean the door at the bottom of the staircase in the left wing?" asked Caldew. "Precisely." "I understood from Miss Heredith that this door was always kept locked." "So it is, as a rule.
The mist was creeping out of the darkness on both sides of the moat-house, casting a film across the faint light which gleamed from one or two of the heavily shuttered windows. Caldew, pausing midway on the bridge to glance at the mist-spirals stealing up like a troop of ghosts, asked his brother-in-law if the moat was still kept full of water.
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