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I don't reckon on my nights here." "Hexford, help me to a peep. I've got a difficult job before me and I need all the aid I can get." "Oh, there's no trouble about that! Walk boldly along; he won't notice " "He won't notice?" "No, he notices nothing but what comes from the sick room." "I see." Sweetwater's jaw had fallen, but it righted itself at this last word. "Listening, eh?"
He found it empty and was soon told by Hexford that the lawyer had left. This was welcome news to him; he felt that he had a fair field before him now; and learning that it would be some fifteen minutes yet before he could hope to see the carriages back, he followed Hexford upstairs. "I wish I had your advantages," he remarked as they reached the upper floor. "What would you do?"
To which Hexford, looking over his shoulder, added: "I'm sorry to say that we have here the warrant for your arrest. Can I do anything for you?" "Warrant!" I burst out, "what do you want of a warrant? It is as a witness you seek to detain me, I presume?" "No," was his brusque reply. "The charge upon which you are arrested is one of murder. You will have to appear before a magistrate.
The coachman was not visible, but they could hear him moving about above, grumbling to himself in none too encouraging a way. Evidently he was in no mood for visitors. "I'll be down in a minute," he called out, as their steps sounded on the hardwood floor. Hexford sauntered over to the stalls. Sweetwater stopped near the doorway and glanced very carefully about him.
If only I had remembered this before these men came I might have saved No, nothing could have saved her or me, except the snow, except the snow. That may already have saved her. All this time I was trying to tell where the telephone was. That I succeeded at last I judged from the fact that the second man left the room. As he did so, Hexford lit the candle.
How her eyes would seek mine as we stood thus close together, searching, searching for the old love or the fancied love of which the ashes only remained. Torment, all torment to remember now, as Hexford must have seen, if the keenness of his intelligence equalled that of his eye at this moment.
Hexford was at his shoulder with a spring, and together they inspected the label still sticking to it which was that of the very rare and expensive spirit found missing from the club-house vault. "This is a find," muttered Hexford into his fellow detective's ear. Then, with a quick move towards Zadok, he shouted out: "You'd better answer that question.
I shook myself free from it by starting to my feet." It's it's " I gasped. "She has been strangled," quoth Hexford, doggedly. "A dog's death," mumbled the other. My hands came together involuntarily. At that instant, with the memory before me of the vision I have just described, I almost wished that it had been my hate, my anger which had brought those tell-tale marks out upon that livid skin.
If you go up by the side staircase, you can slip into it without any one seeing you. Coroner Perry and Mr. Clifton are in front." "Is the side door locked?" "No." "Lock it. The back door, of course, is." "Yes, the cook attended to that." "I want a few minutes all by myself. Help me, Hexford. If Dr. Perry has given you no orders, take your stand upstairs where you can give me warning if Mr.
It was snowing hard, and these traces were speedily obliterated, but Hexford and Clarke saw them in time to satisfy themselves that they extended from the northern clump of trees to the upper gateway where they took the direction of the Hill." "That is not all. A grip-sack, packed for travelling, was in Mr.
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