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Updated: June 18, 2025
Ganns cast his eye over the puzzle. It ran thus: When to the North you go, The folk shall greet you so. . . . . . . . . . Upright and light and Source of Light 2. And Source of Light, reversed, are plain. 3. A term of scorn comes into sight And Source of Light, reversed again. The American regarded the problem for a minute in silence, then smiled and handed the paper back to Brendon.
He took another pinch of snuff and picked up the Times. "Will you lunch with me here in the grillroom at two o'clock?" "With pleasure, Mr. Ganns." "Right. And telegraph, right now, that we hope to get off in a week."
So far as I know, there's but one man in all Italy is likely to knock my arrangements on the head; and I'll see him, if all's well, in September next." Brendon produced Jenny's letter. "The writer is niece of that man," he said and handed the communication to Mr. Ganns. Peter put on his spectacles again and read slowly. Indeed Mark had never seen a letter read so slowly before.
Again he longed to confide in her and show her that he understood the truth; but two considerations shut his mouth: the thought of Peter Ganns and the reflection that the more Jenny knew, the greater might be her own peril. This last conviction made him conclude their conference. "Call him. We must not let him think that we have anything of a private nature to say to each other.
If you cannot do it, tell the police and the doganieri. There is a force of smuggler hunters always on the spot and ready to your hand. Describe this savage, human fox and offer a big reward for his brush. He will be caught quickly enough then." Mr. Ganns nodded and stood still. "I shouldn't wonder if that may not have to be done; but I'd a deal sooner take him ourselves if we could.
"She is the victim of a hateful union and for her the situation must get worse, I fear, before it can get better. She is as straight as a line, Ganns; but of course she knows well enough that her husband's a rascal.
I was not aware that Peter proposed to arrest me on the night of Albert's death, for upon what ground could he do so? Indeed I judged that after my final operations were completed and Albert destroyed, good Ganns would swiftly prove, to his own satisfaction, that I could not be associated with that crime and so feel his whole theory open to suspicion.
But not always, for sometimes the game is drawn and honours are easy. I have played a drawn game with Peter Ganns and he will not pretend a victory, or withhold the first applause where it belongs. He knows that, even if we were equal, the woman was greater than either of us. Farewell, GIUSEPPE DORIA.
The beggar amuses him and is tactful and clever to please where and when he wants to please. He's been trying to please me. To-morrow he'll try to please you." "Yes a very light-hearted, agreeable chap and clever as you say. But I don't know yet whether what you and I see, or even what his wife sees, is the real Doria." "Possibly not." Ganns considered and then proceeded.
He is harbouring aloft there and may be in touch with some charcoal burner above in the mountains. He was strong and agile and moved swiftly." "How was he dressed?" "Exactly as I saw him dressed at 'Crow's Nest' when Mr. Bendigo Redmayne disappeared." "I should like to know his tailor," said Mr. Ganns. "That's a useful suit he wears."
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