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It was not enough for this Hornby woman to be neutral; Mrs. Farnshaw decided to enlist her. "If you had a girl you'd want 'er t' be married in your own house, I know," she said, leaning forward eagerly. "Suppose you only had th' one " She saw the quick tears gathering. "Did you ever have a little girl?" she asked. Susan Hornby's emotions mastered her. She made no attempt to reply.
Hornby, and, on examining the print of Reuben Hornby's left thumb, I perceived on it a minute, S-shaped white space occupying a similar position to that in the red thumb-mark; and when I looked at it through a powerful lens, I could clearly see the little groove in the paper in which the fibre had lain and from which it had been lifted by the inked thumb.
Hornby's house in Endsley Gardens listening to the jangling of the bell that I had just set in motion. "Miss Gibson, sir?" repeated the parlourmaid in response to my question. "She was going out, but I am not sure whether she has gone yet. If you will step in, I will go and see."
In July, however, a new phase of the old difficulty arose. Nathan and Susan Hornby were driving past the Hunter house one Sunday afternoon. Elizabeth saw them and with a glad little shout ran to the road to greet them. Susan Hornby's delight was fully equal to her own. The two persuaded Nathan to wait till Aunt Susan should have time to go into the house and see the baby.
Hornby's memorandum block was among the papers on the table, it would rise to a high degree of probability. The obvious moral is, never disregard the improbable. By the way, it is odd that Reuben failed to recall this occurrence when I questioned him.
I purposely led the conversation to Hornby's family, and learned from him that he had no children. "You'll get the repairs to your engines done at Orlando's, I suppose?" I remarked, naming the great shipbuilding firm of Leghorn. "Yes. I've already given the order. They are contracted to be finished by next Thursday, and then we shall be off to Zante and Chio."
His conjecture was the same as my own, namely, that the reason of Hornby's call upon me was to ascertain the situation of the Consulate and the whereabouts of the safe, which, by the way, stood in a corner of the Consul's private room.
Now it happened that the detective in charge of this case called yesterday at Mr. Hornby's house when the latter was absent from home, and took the opportunity of urging her to induce her husband to consent to have the thumb-prints of her nephews taken for the inspection of the experts at Scotland Yard.
"Will you go over to to Mrs. Hornby's with us to-day?" she asked Mrs. Hunter at the breakfast table the next morning. "Why yes if you're going," Mrs. Hunter answered with a hesitant glance at John. The tone and the hesitancy struck Elizabeth. She looked at John as she had seen the older woman do.
Hornby's possession, get her to lend it to us or what might, perhaps, be better get her permission to take a photograph of it." "It shall be done according to your word," said I. "I will furbish up my exterior, and this very afternoon make my first appearance in the character of Paul Pry." About an hour later I found myself upon the doorstep of Mr.
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