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Updated: September 21, 2025
But to return, Gatton, to this problem of the image of Bâst. You see, the figure of a cat was painted upon the case in which Sir Marcus's body was found and the image of a cat was discovered inside the case.
"Nothing," I said, "except that it seems a peculiar idea to drape a curtain before a recess in that way." "And such a curtain!" said Gatton, fingering the texture. I in turn touched the material with my fingers and found it to be an extremely heavy velvet.
As we passed the door-way of the ante-room in which the telephone was placed. I glanced, aside, and thereupon: "My God, Gatton!" I groaned. "Look!" He pulled up and the two of us stood, horror-stricken, rooted to the spot, looking into the little room. I have said that Coates invariably closed the windows before leaving the house, but here the window was open.
"I'm a bit doubtful, myself," admitted Gatton; "but you know the line of reasoning which has led me to the conclusion that these people possess a base of operations somewhere in this district. I am having the neighborhood scoured pretty thoroughly, and I think it is merely a question of time, now, for us to hem in the wanted man " "And the wanted woman!" I added.
We were interrupted by a knock at the study door, and Coates came in with the evening mail. "Excuse me, Gatton," I said for I had observed that one of the letters was from Isobel. Eagerly I tore open the envelope ... and what I read struck a sudden chill to my heart. Looking up: "Gatton!" I cried "Miss Merlin has received, by post, a small statuette of Bâst!" "What!"
"Do you mean, Gatton," I said, looking hard at him, "that by professing to have established the innocence of Eric Coverly, you hoped to draw down upon him the renewed activities of his enemies?" Gatton looked rather guilty, but: "I do admit it!" he said. "Nevertheless he did not fall a victim to this trap which I had laid for him in his own best interests.
She seemed to be endeavoring to pull the curtain aside ... when the shadow of a long arm reached out to her, and she was plucked irresistibly back. The sound of a muffled scream reached my ears, and: "Great heavens! It has got in!" whispered Gatton. He raised his hand and the shrill note of a police whistle split the silence.
"But I have performed one of the hardest tasks of my life to-night and have only succeeded by a few seconds!" We were now at the door of my room, but: "Don't go in!" said Gatton shortly. "Let me think what we must do." "But I don't understand at all!" "You will understand in a moment!" was the grim reply. "You would have understood already if you had lighted your candle."
A pair of heavy boots there were, a pair of patched trousers and an old shabby coat, a greasy cap, and finally a threadbare red muffler! Gatton looked hard at me. "He will have to break his obstinate silence now," he said. "Failing our discovery of new clews pointing in another direction, this is hanging evidence!" "It is maddening!" I cried. "Can nothing be done, Gatton?
There has been a third attempt at your removal!" This choking smell which now rose to my nostrils had in it something vaguely familiar, yet something which at that place and that time I found myself unable to identify; but: "We shall have to open the windows!" rapped Gatton.
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