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My pal has a mechanical twist. He puts together a small electric machine during his spell, and I take it to pieces in mine. Yesterday my landlady was in the room, and Ooma looked out of the opposite window. Then she told me the whole story." "Go on do!" "Mr. Ooma is evidently puzzled to learn what has become of the Hume-Frazers and Mrs. Capella." "Why do you bring in her name?"
Capella, and so disgust Miss Layton with the Hume-Frazers that she will turn to the next ardent and sympathetic wooer that presents himself. He knew the points of his case, and went to Naples to procure proofs. He has obtained them. They are chiefly living persons. He is bringing them to England, and their testimony will convict Mrs. Capella of some wrong-doing, either voluntary or involuntary.
"But how and why did you kill Capella?" asked Brett. "I saw him in the station at London. He followed me. I puzzled him, I suppose. He perceived the likeness between me and my dear cousins. We are like one another, are we not, we Hume-Frazers?" He laughed mirthlessly, and stared at David and Robert alternately.
Brett fenced with the query, and the announcement of dinner stopped all personal references. The barrister's eyes wandered round the dining-room. The shaded candles on the table did not permit much light to fall on the walls, but such portraits as were visible showed that David was right when he said the "Hume-Frazers were all alike."
Robert Hume-Fraser, who met him in the park, and walked with him there about three to four o'clock in the afternoon. Were there others whom you cannot swear to?" The butler darted a quick glance at the other. "Ye ken, sir," he said, "that the Hume-Frazers are mixed up wi' an auld Scoatch hoose?" "Yes." "Weel, sir, there's things that happen in this world which no man can explain.
After the duel in 1763, David Hume, the man who avenged with his sword the supposed injury inflicted upon his father by the first Sir Alan Hume-Frazer, escaped to the Netherlands, and was never heard of again. There was a local tradition on the Scotch estate that five Hume-Frazers would meet with violent deaths in England.
"It does not occur to you," said Robert, in a voice remarkable for its calmness, "that not content with grossly insulting your wife, you are attacking the reputation of a man whom you do not know." "Pooh!" Capella, in his excitement, snapped his fingers. "You Hume-Frazers are very fond of defending your reputations. A fig for them! You are not worthy to consort with honourable people.
But you erred greatly in the choice of your parents. There are far too many Hume-Frazers in existence." "Please tell me what is the matter?" "Read those." Brett tossed the detective's telegrams across the table. Hume puzzled over them. "I think we ought to know who that fat man was," he said. "We do know. She is a fat woman, the ex-barmaid from Ipswich.
Margaret was silent for a few seconds before she said, in a low and steady voice: "We are a strange race, we Hume-Frazers. Somehow I felt, when I first saw you and Davie together, that you would be bound up with a crisis in my life. I dread crises. They have ever been unfortunate for me. I cannot explain myself further. I know I am approaching an eventful epoch. Well, I am prepared.
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