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"One word," broke in the superintendent hurriedly. "Why are you so sure that Grant is innocent, Mr. Winter?" "I'm sure of nothing with regard to this case. But I have great faith in Furneaux's flair for the true scent. It has never failed yet." Mr. Fowler wished his companion would not use such uncommon words. However, he got out, and took off his hat with a courteous sweep.
"Bet you a penny whistle there are at least two women in The Towers who will make bigger blobs than these," he said. A penny whistle, as a wager, is what Police Constable Farrow would term "unusual." "Quite so," said the Inspector thoughtfully. Winter caught Furneaux's eye, and frowned. There was nothing to be gained by taking a rise out of the local constabulary.
The remains of a fire in the grate caught Furneaux's eye, and the butler coughed apologetically. "Mr. Hilton won't have his rooms touched, sir, until he leaves home of a morning," he said. "He likes to find his papers, et cetera, where he put them overnight. As a rule the housemaid comes here soon after breakfast, but this morning naturally " "Of course, of course," assented the other promptly.
"Force of habit," he said, finding Furneaux's eye on him. "I didn't even think evil," was the reply. "I really mustn't smoke so much," said Winter plaintively. "Oh, for goodness' sake light up and be happy. If you sit there nursing your self-righteousness you'll be like a bear with a sore head before we pass Stanmore. Besides, consider me.
Furneaux's voice was pitched in the curious piping note usually associated with comic relief in a melodrama, but his wizened face was solemn as a red Indian's. It was Theydon who smiled. His preconceived ideas as to the appearance and demeanor of the London detective were shattered. Really, there was no need to take these two seriously.
Thus far, then, had Furneaux's queer method been justified. He had hit on the one certain means of restraint on an act of vandalism. The picture now stood between Trenholme and the scoffing multitude. It was his buckler against the shafts of innuendo. Rather than lose it before his actions were vindicated he would suffer the depletion to the last penny of a not altogether meager bank account.
The case was somewhat different with regard to the Discovery. Mr. William Bayley, who had already given satisfactory proofs of his skill and diligence as an observator, while he was employed in Captain Furneaux's ship, during the late voyage was engaged a second time in that capacity, and appointed to sail on board Captain Clerke's vessel. The department of natural history was assigned to Mr.
Amongst the persons who occasionally visited the English, was a chief of the name of Kahoora, who, as Captain Cook was informed, had headed the party that cutoff Captain Furneaux's people, and had himself killed Mr. Rowe, the officer who commanded. This man our commander was strongly solicited to put to death, even by some of the natives; and Omai was perfectly eager and violent upon the subject.
Theydon's flat while Theydon and I were going downstairs, saw a Chinaman watching us from a closed car standing in the cross street at the end of the garden. He gave chase instantly, but as soon as the man realized that he had attracted notice he tried to escape. At least, that was Mr. Furneaux's first impression.
He meant to be offensive, since the innuendo was unmistakable. Apparently Furneaux's remarks had achieved some hypodermic effect. "Oh, yes," was the offhand answer. "I have every reason to believe that Mr. Winter and I will make an arrest without undue loss of time." "I am glad to hear it.
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