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Updated: June 7, 2025
"It is past ten now and anything may happen." "Quite natural, Mr. Hollyer," said Carrados reassuringly, "but you need have no anxiety. Creake is being watched, the house is being watched, and your sister is as safe as if she slept to-night in Windsor Castle.
Carlyle would tell you better than I can. He knows all about it." "No, no; Carlyle is a professional. Let me have it in the rough, Mr. Hollyer. My ears are my eyes, you know." "Very well, sir. I can tell you what there is to tell, right enough, but I feel that when all's said and done it must sound very little to another, although it seems important to me."
Carlyle forget the weight and burden of his ruffled dignity. "Give me a few minutes, please. The cigarettes are behind you, Mr. Hollyer." The blind man walked to the window and seemed to look out over the cypress-shaded lawn. The lieutenant lit a cigarette and Mr. Carlyle picked up Punch. Then Carrados turned round again.
They dispersed silently about the house. Hollyer glanced apprehensively at the door of the spare room as they passed it, but within was as quiet as the grave. Their room lay at the other end of the passage. "You may as well take your place in the bed now, Hollyer," directed Carrados when they were inside and the door closed. "Keep well down among the clothes.
"Of course it wasn't worth while rubbing it in before young Hollyer, but, as a matter of fact, every single man carries the life of any other man only one, mind you in his hands, do what you will." "Provided he doesn't bungle," acquiesced Carrados. "Quite so." "And also that he is absolutely reckless of the consequences." "Of course." "Two rather large provisos.
"I wish it was well over," admitted Hollyer, "I'm not particularly jumpy, but this gives me a touch of the creeps." "Three more hours at the worst, lieutenant," said Carrados cheerfully. "Ah-ha, something is coming through now." He went to the telephone and received a message from one quarter; then made another connection and talked for a few minutes with someone else.
If your sister is going to be murdered it may as well be done next week as next year so far as I am concerned. Excuse my brutality, Mr. Hollyer, but this is simply a case to me and I regard it strategically. Now Mr. Carlyle's organization can look after Mrs. Creake for a few weeks, but it cannot look after her for ever. By increasing the immediate risk we diminish the permanent risk."
"That, Hollyer, does not always appeal to the woman, strange to say." The one insignificant fact upon which turned the following incident in the joint experiences of Mr.
"Everything working smoothly," he remarked between times over his shoulder. "Your sister has gone to bed, Mr. Hollyer." Then he turned to the house telephone and distributed his orders. "So we," he concluded, "must get up." By the time they were ready a large closed motor car was waiting.
Hollyer will be able to judge for himself when I tell him that it was Mr. Carlyle who first drew attention to the significance of the abandoned kite," insisted Carrados firmly. "Then, of course, its object became plain to me as indeed to anyone. For ten minutes, perhaps, a wire must be carried from the overhead line to the chestnut-tree.
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