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In what way did these magicians, for a miracle-worker is nothing but a magician, differ from ordinary men? In one respect only: They had learned to control that force which we have to-day termed Will." As he spoke those words Colin Camber directed upon me a glance from his luminous eyes which frankly thrilled me. The bemused figure of the Lavender Arms was forgotten.
Emotion had the effect of enlarging the pupils, a phenomenon rarely met with, so that now as she entered the room and found a stranger present they seemed to be rather black than blue. Her embarrassment was acute, and I think she would have retired without speaking, but: "Ysola," said Colin Camber, regarding her with a look curiously compounded of sorrow and pride, "allow me to present Mr.
From the ensuing consultation in the library we did not rise until close upon midnight. To the turbid intelligence of Inspector Aylesbury the fact by this time had penetrated that Colin Camber was innocent, that he was the victim of a frame-up, and that Colonel Juan Menendez had been shot from a window of his own house.
I should like a few words with Mrs. Camber." "Very good." Colin Camber bent his head gravely, and gave an order to Ah Tsong, who turned and went out. "And what firearms have you in the house?" asked Inspector Aylesbury. "An early Dutch arquebus, which you see in the corner," was the reply. "That doesn't interest me. I mean up-to-date weapons." "And a Colt revolver which I have in a drawer here."
Colin Camber stood erect, one hand resting upon the desk. "So this was the meaning of the shot which we heard in the night," he said, slowly. Crossing the room, he closed and locked the study door, then, returning, he sat down once more, entirely, master of himself. Frowning slightly he looked from Harley in my direction, and then back again at Harley.
Which, continuing to regard Camber as an assassin, reduces us to the theory that the crime was committed in a moment of passion. This I maintain to be also impossible. It was no deed of impulse." "I agree with you." "Now, I believe that the enquiry is going to turn upon a very delicate point. If I am wrong in this, then perhaps I am wrong in my whole conception of the case.
He continued to glare at me for some moments, and then, turning again to Colin Camber: "I say, I have information that Colonel Menendez looked upon you as a dangerous neighbour." "In that event," replied Colin Camber, "why did he lease an adjoining property?" "That's an evasion, sir. Answer my first question, if you please." "You have asked me no question, Inspector." "Oh, I see.
"What!" exclaimed Mr. Camber, rising. "What is that? You decline to serve me, Mrs. Wootton?" "Why, not at all, Mr. Camber," answered the landlady, "but I can serve no one now; it's after time." "You decline to serve me," he muttered, his speech becoming slurred. "Am I, then, to be insulted?" I caught a glance of entreaty from the landlady.
Colin Camber had thus spoken in the serious manner of a slightly drunken man, I had formed the opinion that I stood in the presence of a very singular character. Here was that seeming mesalliance which not infrequently begets genius: a powerful and original mind allied to a weak will. I wondered what Mr.
But now beyond reach of that charm of manner which Colin Camber possessed, and discounting the pathetic sweetness of his girl-wife, I realized how black was the evidence against him.
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