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Bolton replaced his bowler, which hitherto he had carried in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then unlocked the door. "Of course I had my lantern with me last night," he explained, "and this gentleman and myself stood looking in for a moment." "Mr. Addison has already described to me exactly what he saw," said Gatton. "Show us what you did after Mr. Addison left you."
The other party had made a false move, for I now had definite evidence of the antagonism of Dr. Damar Greefe and of his intent to cause my murder through the agency of his Nubian servant. My plan of nocturnal operations, already sufficiently dangerous, now promised to lead me into extreme peril. I would have given much for the company of Gatton, but, if I must act alone alone I would set out.
Coates was waiting up for me, but he had nothing of importance to report, apparently, until, when I had dismissed him, he turned in the doorway, and: "Excuse me, sir," he said and cleared his throat. "Yes, Coates?" "About half an hour ago, sir, the dogs all around started howling, sir. I thought I'd better mention it, as Inspector Gatton asked me this morning if I had ever heard the dogs howling."
I said in an awed whisper "look!... he was speaking to some one!" "I'm looking!" replied Gatton grimly. Grasped rigidly in his left hand the fallen man held the telephone! "We want gas-masks for this job," said the Inspector. His words were true enough. I had already recognized the odor of the foul stuff.
It was identical with that which, as we had come down from the upper floor of the Abbey Inn, had proceeded from the room wherein the mysterious shell had exploded. In a word my cottage was filled with some kind of poison-gas! "We must risk it, anyway," said Gatton, "and find out who it is." I nodded, sick with foreboding.
Had it come later I don't doubt that 'A' would have dismantled the Red House again so that the investigation would have been severely handicapped. As it is, the only dismantling done was the most important of all." "You mean?" I said with keen interest. "The death-machine," answered Gatton. "The cunning device around which all these trappings were erected.
"Who interested Sir Marcus; but I don't know her name nor anything about her," he declared. "I knew about some of the others, but Sir Marcus was very reserved about this lady, which made me think " "Yes?" "That he perhaps hadn't been so successful." Morris ceased speaking and sat staring at a bookcase vacantly. "Ah," murmured Gatton.
He will learn from Marie that I have called, of course, but that doesn't matter." We had now quitted the flat and were descending the stairs. On reaching the street I glanced sharply to right and left. But Gatton was not in sight. I secured a taxi at the corner and Isobel set out for the office of Coverly's solicitor.
"In a sense it is dark to me," replied Gatton; "but considering that the boy died at a time when the health of his father, Sir Burnham, was already giving cause for anxiety, I maintain that he was removed because his inheritance of Friar's Park was feared by some one. The invitation from Dr.
"Exactly. She will lie, beyond doubt, but we shall find means to reach the truth." "Would it not be advisable, Inspector," I asked excitedly, "to make sure of her at once?" Gatton smiled grimly, and: "Marie would have to make herself invisible to evade Scotland Yard now," he replied. "She is being watched closely. But," he continued, "what do you make of these marks on the door?"
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