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We both stood staring out for what seemed a very long time, then: "It is rather long," said Isobel in a low voice. Gatton and I turned together, and saw her, looking even more pale than before, seated by the table holding a sheet of notepaper in her hand.
"But, my dear Gatton, why should he regard me as a menace more deadly than you, for instance?" "The reason is very plain," answered Gatton. "I don't think he paid you the compliment of regarding your investigations as likely to prove more successful than my own, but I do think that he apprehended danger from the indiscretions of his lady accomplice."
All three of them were notoriously rotten boroughs as rotten as Gatton, Grampound or Old Sarum and always returned Tory members prepared to do the bidding of the Executive. By such means was the Assembly corrupted, and the elective franchise turned into an instrument of oppression.
"Possibly a contrivance for reclosing the door?" I suggested. The marks in fact roughly corresponded to those which would be made by the presence of such a contrivance and there seemed to have been some attempt where it had been removed to disguise the holes left by the screws. "But the purpose of it?" muttered Gatton helplessly.
I cried, "Coates! run for the car! Hurry, man! Some one's life depends on your speed!" Inspector Gatton grabbed the telephone directory. "I will instruct the local police," he muttered. "Give me the exact address, Mr. Addison, and go and see the cab that's outside. If it's a good one we'll take it instead of waiting." Out I dashed, spurred by a sickly terror, crying Mrs.
"I could suggest several; but my point at the moment is this: although I am prepared to grant that he had a woman associate of some kind, I can't see that there is any evidence to prove that she was otherwise than an ordinary human being, except that I am disposed to think she was demented." "You are probably right there, Gatton," I agreed; "and Dr.
Half fearful of what I should hear, I went to the adjoining room and took up the receiver. Presently: "Hullo! Is that Mr. Addison?" came Gatton's voice. "Yes, speaking. What developments, Gatton?" "Several. I've got the report of the estate-agent and I've seen the stage-doorkeeper of the New Avenue!
"No, I am positive I never saw a figure like that before." "Then, secondly," continued Gatton, "was your master ever in Egypt?" "Not that I am aware of; certainly not since I have been with him six years on the thirty-first of this month." "Ah," said Gatton. "Now, when did you last see Sir Marcus?" "At half-past six last night, sir.
For it seemed to correspond roughly with the appearance in the neighborhood of this man whom he now met for the first time." Again Gatton paused, taking out his pipe and pouch, and: "Who was this person?" I asked. "A certain Dr. Damar Greefe!" "Good God!" I cried "where is all this leading us, Gatton?" "It is leading us slowly to the truth, Mr.
I was behind the constable and he was directing the rays of his lantern into the place." "H'm," muttered Gatton. "Then it wasn't a contrivance for closing the door; it was something else. Suppose we investigate the other door?"
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