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Then he was ready for a search of the premises. If, in a moment of anger, Dr. Jarvis had struck Patrick Deever and killed him, it was likely that the laboratory would hold some trace of the secret. The best way to hide a human body is to utterly destroy it. This is no easy task for an ordinary man, but to a scientist, like Dr. Jarvis, it would be comparatively easy. However, it would take time.
"And this is the explanation: Patrick Deever, after escaping from the grove, must have fallen and died. I must have gone there in my sleep, have found the body, and brought it back to the garden. "My habit of sleep-walking is well known. I have done things which, from a scientific point of view, were far more marvelous than this." "Nonsense!" cried Deever; "you were wide enough awake.
I heard of him this morning, and had time to ask him a few questions, but I don't know all he has to tell." Deever hastily left the room. From the window Nick saw Deever pass up West One Hundred and Forty-third street, on which the house stood. He was going in the direction of St. Nicholas avenue.
I will be answerable for the removal in advance of the permit." In spite of Deever's distrust of Nick, the great detective's manner, when he spoke with decision, was such as to secure instant obedience. The body was carried to the wall; two men were left to guard it, while Deever, with Klein, went for the carriage. Nick separated himself from the party. He did not go to see a coroner, however.
"So she be," was the answer; "but the Curlew's overhauling her this time." "What's the matter?" "The other feller's the best sailor, that's what's the matter. I don't know who he is, but he's a skipper from away back." For some minutes Deever kept silent. From time to time he glanced astern. There was no doubt about it; the Curlew was gaining.
And I have proved " "You have proved nothing," said Nick. "Let me repeat your statements: "Your brother Patrick worked for Dr. Jarvis, or under his direction, in the garden of St. Agnes' Hospital. The doctor frequently remonstrated with Patrick for drinking too much whisky, and " "Remonstrated!" exclaimed Deever. "That's hardly the word for it. He abused the lad.
Eddie Deever, with his usual indolence, was seated upon the edge of the writing table in the corner, smoking his cigarette, and commenting with rash freedom upon the efforts of the perspiring slaves. "How long are you going to keep these things in the warehouse?" he asked of Droom. "I'm not going to keep them there at all. They belong to Mr. Bansemer. He'll take them out when he has the time."
"It is," was Chick's reply, "and in all my experience I have never seen a plainer case made out against any man." "You mean from a jury's point of view." "Certainly." "What do you think of it?" "I wish you'd tell me just what you think of it, Nick." "I guess we shouldn't be found to differ a great deal," said Nick, with a smile. "This is my view but hold on. Here comes Deever."
"Yes, I am willing; but I don't want to get into court if I can help it." "I told him," explained Deever, "that we would try to keep him out of court. He thinks it might lose him a job he wants to get. There's evidence enough without his, the Lord knows." "I will hear you now," said Nick. "The way of it was this," said Flint. "Monday night, about midnight, I was down in the vacant lot of St.
To answer that we pass on to the story of the bringing of the body through the vacant lot, and hoisting it over the wall. "The testimony of Prescott I regard as reliable. Chick's investigations satisfy me as to the man's character and motives. Then we acquit the doctor at once." "This is nonsense," cried Deever. "I will not be silent any longer."
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