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"Precisely so, sir," the detective agreed. "But, all the same, I don't think it was." "Neither do I, sir." Francis smiled slightly. "Shopland," he said, "if there is no further external evidence to be collected, I suggest that there is only one person likely to prove of assistance to you." "And that one person, sir?" "Miss Daisy Hyslop." "The young lady whom I have already seen?" Francis nodded.
I am not naturally a gregarious person, but I think I would go so far," he added, with a bow towards Miss Hyslop, "as to say that I prefer the society of young women. Satisfy my curiosity, therefore, I beg of you. For what reason do you suppose that I have been concerned in the disappearance of this Mr. Reginald Wilmore?" Francis opened his lips, but Shopland, with a warning glance, intervened.
David Hyslop had hastened to him, and was kneeling on the deck holding his hand. "He has swooned," he said. "He should not have left his bed." "Can you do anything for him?" "We will carry him below, but I fear the worst," he whispered. Just then the sails of the brig gave a loud, thundering flap, and yet there was no wind; but I felt that a huge wave coming along the ocean had passed under her.
Hyslop went. One gained nothing by arguing with a brute like Cartwright, and since Mrs. Cartwright's infatuation for her husband could not be disturbed Hyslop knew he must acquiesce. Cartwright, rather braced by the encounter, went to the library and wrote some letters to Liverpool. A few days afterwards, he packed his trunk and was driven to the station in Mrs. Cartwright's car.
Mortimer looked thoughtful, and held an unlighted cigarette. Cartwright studied him with scornful amusement. "Have you been speculating about the proper way of handling an awkward situation?" "I have been talking to Grace," Hyslop replied in an even voice. "I rather think Grace has been talking to you, but expect you agreed.
Toddles, with the idea of getting a lay-over on a siding, even went to the extent of signing himself in full Christopher Hyslop Hoogan every time his signature was in order; but the official documents in which he was concerned, being of a private nature between himself and the News Company, did not, in the very nature of things, have much effect on the Hill Division.
He wrote: It can hardly be doubted that hope of compensation in a future state, for a short measure of happiness here, has materially helped to reconcile the less favored members of the community to the inequalities of the existing order of things. When I was a student in Columbia University, I took a course called "Practical Ethics", under a professor by the name of Hyslop.
It must have seemed to you a likelier source of profit to withhold any information you might have to give at the solicitation of a rich man, than to give it free gratis and for nothing to a detective. Now am I right?" Miss Hyslop turned towards the door. She had the air of a person who had been entirely misunderstood. "I wrote you out of kindness, Sir Timothy," she said in an aggrieved manner.
"I'll go to the gate with you." Mrs. Cartwright gave Lister her hand and her glance was very kind. "You will come back? So long as you stop here I hope you will feel our house is open to you." Hyslop got up, but Cartwright stopped him with a sign. He was quiet while they crossed the lawn, but when they reached the wood by the road he said, "I imagine you know we owe you much.
"Leave the thing to me," he said. "I'll talk to Shillito." He went off, but when he reached the steps to the veranda in front of the hotel he stopped. His gout bothered him. At the top Mortimer Hyslop was smoking a cigarette. The young man was thin and looked bored; his summer clothes were a study in harmonious colors, and he had delicate hands like a woman's.
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