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Since, excepting the telegram, no communication had reached me from Gatton, I could only assume that he had discovered nothing in the ruins of the Bell House of sufficient importance to justify a report. Doubtless he had reported to New Scotland Yard, but that his discoveries, if any, had not resulted in an arrest, was painfully evident.
"Oh yes, to be sure," said Sol, as though the recollection of the circumstance had only just occurred to him; "there was that, certainly; but it was when I was quite a boy. I was not quite seventeen when Dunston Colliery was drowned. The Gatton poured right in upon it, and they have not got the water out of it in places to this day.
Damar Greefe was by no means normal; in fact I think he was a dangerous and very brilliant maniac." "At any rate," added Gatton, "no trace of this Nahémah has been found which, at the least, is very significant." "Significant, if you like," I replied; "but for my own part I have no ambition whatever to see again those dreadful green eyes."
Then, you will not have overlooked the significance of the fact that Edward Hines was the recipient of a present from his unknown friend which also took the form of a gold figure of a cat, and which I found, when I examined it, to be of ancient Egyptian workmanship." "Right!" said Gatton, and emphatically bringing his open hand down upon the table: "I said at the very beginning of the case, Mr.
The Eurasian wearily opened his eyes and looked slowly from side to side. Then: "Pray be seated, Inspector Gatton," he said. "I have a communication to make." Gatton, with never a word, drew up a chair and sat down. "I do not desire to be interrupted," continued Damar Greefe, "until my communication is finished. You understand? It will not be repeated."
Bolton, with a far-away look in his eyes betokening an effort of retrospection, withdrew the key from the lock and entered the garage, Gatton and I following. There was a sky window to light the place, so that when Bolton reclosed the door we could see well enough.
"There is one detail," said I, "which it seems impossible to fit into its proper place in the scheme. The figure of Bâst painted upon the crate you have that at Scotland Yard and the little image of the goddess which was stolen from my table last night." Gatton stood up, uttering a sigh. "I have always found, Mr.
My first thought was for Isobel but Gatton leaped across the room and craned out, peering on to the path below. Indeed, even as I dropped on my knees beside the swooning girl, I found myself listening for the thud of the falling body upon the gravel path. But no sound reached me. That uncanny creature must have alighted truly in the manner of a cat.
"Well," replied Gatton slowly "out of the multitude of notes which I have compiled upon the case, I have worked out a sort of summary, and it amounts to this: The whole series of outrages turns upon something in the financial arrangements of the late Sir Burnham of benefit to the Eurasian doctor.
Damar Greefe's mysterious stronghold, I had been borne along the road towards London. That Gatton had hoped for much from a detailed search of the Eurasian's establishment, I knew, for I had not forgotten his anger at the appearance of the flames above the tree tops which had told of the foiling of his plans. Under cover of the conflagration the cunning Eurasian had escaped.
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