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"Never," replied the Inspector, promptly. "In this respect, as in others, the case is unique." "You have seen Camber," continued Harley, "and have been enabled to form some sort of judgment respecting his character. You will admit that he is a clever man, brilliantly clever. Keep this fact in mind. Remember his studies, and he does not deny that they have included Voodoo.
"May I request the privilege of ten minutes' private conversation with you?" Colin Camber stood aside, holding the door open, and inclining his head in that grave salutation which I knew, but on this occasion, I think, principally with intent to hide his emotion.
On high-speed machines, which are used chiefly for racing purposes, the planes have very little camber. This was particularly noticeable in the monoplane piloted by Mr. Hamel in the Aerial Derby of 1913: the wings of this machine seemed to be quite flat, and it was chiefly because of this that the pilot was able to maintain such marvellous speed.
I was requested by the late Colonel Menendez to visit Cray's Folly." "Professionally?" "To endeavour to trace the origin of certain occurrences which had led him to believe his life to be in danger." Harley paused, staring hard at Colin Camber.
Colin Camber clenched his hands and sat down again in the carved chair. "The opportunity has passed," said Harley. "The police are here." "Oh, I see," said Inspector Aylesbury, "a little private confab, eh?" He sank his chin into its enveloping folds, treating Harley and myself each to a stare of disapproval.
She immediately rang for Ah Tsong. There was a short interval before Ah Tsong appeared and when he did appear he was wearing an overcoat. He descended to the study and found Mr. Camber writing. Now, Ah Tsong sleeps in a room adjoining the kitchen on the ground floor. We passed his quarters on our way to the garden a moment ago. Of course, you had noted this? Mr.
Camber," I said, sternly, and realized that I, too, had clenched my fists, for the man's language was grossly insulting, "you forget yourself." "Perhaps I do," he muttered, thickly; "and therefore" he raised a quivering forefinger "go! If you have any spark of compassion in your breast, go! Leave my house."
Accordingly he took them to a tiny cellar, in an alley by the boat camber, where the Portugal oranges certainly looked riper and were cheaper than any that Anne had found before; but there seemed to be an odd sort of understanding between Peregrine and the withered old weather-beaten sailor who sold them, such as rather puzzled the Doctor.
"Whatever your own ideas upon the subject may be, I, personally, have not yet discovered one single piece of convincing evidence for the prosecution of Camber." "What!" exclaimed Aylesbury, and even Detective-Inspector Wessex stared at the speaker incredulously.
However, since I practise what I preach, or endeavour to do so, I must not permit myself to speculate upon this aspect of the matter until I have tested my theory of Camber's innocence." "In other words," I said, bitterly, "although you encouraged me to unfold my ideas regarding Mrs. Camber, you were merely laughing at me all the time!"
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