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"What do you mean, sir?" demanded the other, and despite my resentment of the treatment which I had received at his hands, I could only admire the lofty disdain of his manner. "I mean, Mr. Camber, that the police are close upon my heels." "The police? Of what interest can this be to me?" Harley's keen eyes were searching the pale face of the man before him. "Mr.
"He is wading hopelessly, Knox, but even he cannot fail to learn about Camber to-morrow." He stared at me in a curiously significant manner. "Do you mean, Harley," I began, "that you really think " "My dear Knox," he interrupted, "forgetting, if you like, all that preceded the tragedy, with what facts are we left?
Camber nodded her golden head. "Yes," she replied, but glancing at Val Beverley as if to gather confidence. "The truth can never hurt Colin. He has nothing to conceal. May I tell you?" "I am all anxiety to hear," I assured her. "Would you rather I went, Mrs. Camber?" asked Val Beverley. Mrs. Camber reached across and took her hand. "Please, no," she replied. "Stay here with me.
Indeed, it is in the degree of camber that the various types of flying machine show their chief diversity, just as the work of certain shipmasters is known by the particular lines of the bow and stern of the vessels which are built in their yards. Birds fly by a flapping movement of their wings, or by soaring.
Camber is therefore eliminated from our list of suspects." The Inspector was growing very red, but ere he had time to speak Harley continued: "The first of these three persons to have heard a shot fired at the end of the garden would have been Ah Tsong, and not Mrs. Camber, whose room is upstairs and in the front of the house. If it had been fired by Mr.
"Thank you, sir, I'm sure," said the landlady much gratified, "but as to Mr. Camber, I really doubt if he would know you if you met him again. Not if he was sober, I mean." "Really?" "Oh, it's a fact, believe me. Just in the last six months or so he has started on the rampage like, but some of the people he has met in here and asked to call upon him have done it, thinking he meant it."
Camber having departed about her household duties, I found myself walking down the garden with her husband. "This is the summer house of which I was speaking, Mr. Knox," he said, and I regret to state that I retained no impression of his having previously mentioned the subject. "During the time that Sir James Appleton resided at Cray's Folly, I worked here regularly in the summer months.
"It is another of those mysteries which seem to be part of Colonel Menendez's normal existence." "And is this dislike mutual?" "That I cannot say, since I have never met Mr. Camber." "And Madame de Staemer, does she share it?" "Fully, I think. But don't ask me what it means, because I don't know." She dismissed the subject with a light gesture and poured me out a second cup of coffee.
Behind was the lowland of the Camber marshes, with the bluffs of Rye and Winchelsea, and the line of cliffs behind them. On the larboard bow rose the great white walls of Folkestone and of Dover, and far on the distant sky-line the gray shimmer of those French cliffs for which the fugitives were making.
"May I suggest," he said, "that you will be called upon to do so under circumstances which will brook no denial." Colin Camber watched him unflinchingly. "'The fate of every man is hung around his neck," he replied. "Yet, in this secret history which you refuse to divulge, and which therefore must count against you, the truth may lie which exculpates you." "It may be so.
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