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"Has he got black, snaky eyes and high cheek-bones?" the conductor inquired thoughtfully. The barrister had described a fair man, with brown hair; and the question in no way indicated the colour of the Hume-Frazer eyes. Yet the odd combination caught his attention. "Yes," he said, "that may be the man." "Well, sir, I didn't pick him up there, but I dropped him there at nine o'clock.
It is a plovelb, and says, 'A new field gives a small clop, or 'Human life is but fifty years. Where did you see it?" "On the blade of the Ko-Katana that killed Sir Alan Hume-Frazer," answered Brett. And now he experienced a fresh difficulty. The Japanese face is exceedingly expressive.
He rushed into the library, where David was still asleep and moving uneasily muttering, the man thought: "'Come quickly, sir, he cried, 'I fear something has happened to Sir Alan. He is lying on the ground outside the house, and I cannot arouse him. "Then David Hume-Frazer sprang to his feet and shouted: "'My God! It was not a dream. He is murdered! "Unquestionably "
"The injured gentleman was carried to his hotel, where he is staying with his cousin, Mr. David Hume-Frazer, whose name will be recalled in connection with the famous 'Stowmarket Mystery' of last year." "What does it all mean?" inquired Winter. "It means that you must listen carefully to what I am going to tell you. Here is my cab. Jump in.
He is a small, dark-complexioned gentleman, with wavy black hair and a very pale face. He " But Ooma turned away from the man, and looked through the window, with the lambent glare of a wild animal in his eyes. He instantly saw the three motionless figures, Brett, Winter, and Robert Hume-Frazer. They sprang forward. Robert was quickest, and reached the open window first.
The individual who could stab Sir Alan to death with a knife like a toy, hurl a stalwart sailor into the middle of a street without perceptible effort, and bring down a horse and cab at the precise instant and in the exact spot determined upon after a second's thought, was no ordinary opponent. Their eyes met. Truly a fiendish-looking Hume-Frazer, a Satanic impersonation of a fine human type.
"What do you mean?" "I mean that my sole purpose in life just now is to lay hands on the man who killed Sir Alan Hume-Frazer. Until that end is achieved, I will take good care that your crude ideas of honour are dealt with, as they were to-day, by the toe of a boot." Capella was certainly a singular person. He listened unmoved to Brett's threats and insults.
Eighteen months after her death he married Miss Somers at the British Consulate, and revealed his real name and rank Sir Alan Hume-Frazer, baronet, of Beechcroft, near Stowmarket, England. His lady adopted the infant girl as her own, and local gossip had it that this was a part of the marriage contract, whilst the ceremony took place at an early date to give colour to the kindly pretence.
The barrister commenced to study the moulding in the centre of the ceiling. "He was succeeded by his grandson, a little lad of eight. In 1807, after a heavy drinking bout, the second Sir Alan Hume-Frazer cut his throat, and chose the scene of his ancestor's duel for the operation." "A remarkable coincidence!"
"Do you remember the New Year's Eve when the young baronet was killed?" "Yes, generally speaking, I do remember it." The stationmaster was evidently doubtful of the motives which actuated this cross-examination, and resolved not to commit himself to positive statements. "You recollect, of course, that Mr. David Hume-Frazer was arrested and tried for the murder of his cousin?" "Yes." "Very well.
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