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Reprehensible, no doubt, gentlemen, but we all have to live, and besides, Barthorpe promised me that he'd treat Miss Wynne most handsomely. Well, that procedure was settled with the result that we're all aware of. And now I'd like to ask Mr. Davidge there a question as I'm about to tell him who the real murderer of Jacob Herapath was, perhaps he'll answer it.
You pay the bill then you and Lettie jump into the first taxi you can get and go to Scotland Yard. Find Davidge! If Davidge isn't there, get somebody else. Wait there until I ring you up! What I'll do will be this we'll follow Burchill, and if I see that he's going to take to train or cab I'll call help and stop him. You follow me?
"His friend " "Ah! the gentleman at the other end of the table, no doubt," observed Davidge. "How do you do, sir? And what might that gentleman's name be, now?" Burchill, who had been watching the detective carefully, threw away his cigarette and showed an inclination to speak. "Look here, Davidge!" he said.
Then Davidge, cursing his men and his luck, took Barthorpe Herapath away, and Triffitt rushed headlong to Fleet Street, seething with excitement and brimming with news. The Argus came out in great style next morning, and it and Triffitt continued to give its vast circle of readers a similar feast of excitement for a good ten days.
So then Dimambro and I resolved to act, through Mrs. Engledew " "For a slight consideration, I think," suggested Davidge dryly. "A matter of a little cheque, I believe, Mr. Burchill." "We've quite as much right to be paid for our detective services, amateur though they are, as you have for yours, Davidge," retorted Burchill.
"I have," answered Triffitt, who was full of wonderment. "Good good! couldn't be better!" murmured the detective. "Now then I dare say you'd be quite pleased if I called on you at your flat quietly and unobtrusively at say seven o'clock tonight, eh?" "Delighted!" answered Triffitt. "Of course!" "Very good," said Davidge. "Then at seven o'clock tonight I shall be there. In the meantime not a word.
The ancient gods, we know, took the comic poet under their protection and avenged him. Was this a case of the kind, or but a flying false anecdote? I would not be certain; but at least, when Davidge died one evening, and Douglas was informed of the hour, he remarked, "I did not think he would have died before the half-price came in!" Sordid fellows are not safe from genius even in the grave.
Oliver Twist was given at the Winter Garden in the spring of 1861, when Miss Cushman acted Nancy, and J.W. Wallack, Jr., J.B. Studley, William Davidge, and Owen Marlowe were in the company. In 1863, having come from Rome for that purpose, Miss Cushman acted in four cities, for the benefit of the United States Sanitary Commission, and earned for it $8267.
"This," and he held out a small package that he had been carrying. It was box-shaped and neatly wrapped in light-brown paper. The parcel was addressed to S. A. Davidge, 32 Edgewood Road, Exeter, England, and it bore a pasted label that read, "From Redfield & Company, Silversmiths, Maiden Lane, New York City."
He was beginning to be suspicious of Davidge's tone, and his resentment of it showed in his answer. "Well enough to know him and not to mistake him, anyhow! And mind you, there was nothing surprising in his being there at that time of night that's a point that you should bear in mind, Davidge it's in your line, that.
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