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Updated: May 8, 2025

"Under the circumstances, Arabella," Miss Julia said and everybody was listening "we can only withdraw Mr. von Inwald's invitation to the kitchen." "Thank you, I had not intended to go," he said furiously, and went out into the veranda, slamming the door behind him. Mr. Jennings looked up from where he was playing chess by the fire and nodded at Miss Summers.

Mary Roberts Rinehart - Where There's a Will

But I had not gone twenty feet when I stopped suddenly. About fifty yards ahead a lantern was coming toward me through the snow, and I could hear a man's voice, breathless and gasping. "Set it down," it said. "The damned thing must be filled with lead." It sounded like Thoburn. "It's the snow," another voice replied, Mr. von Inwald's. "I told you it would take two trips."

Mary Roberts Rinehart - Where There's a Will

Once I caught Mr. von Inwald's eyes fixed on him, as if he might have seen him before. After a while Mr. Pierce sat down in a corner like a sulky child and filled his pipe, and as nobody noticed him except to complain about the pipe, which he didn't even hear, he sat there for a half-hour, bent forward, with his pipe clenched in his teeth, and never took his eyes off Mr. von Inwald's face.

Mary Roberts Rinehart - Where There's a Will

In a few minutes I heard voices in the other room, one Mr. Pierce's, and one with a strong German accent. "When was that?" Mr. von Inwald's voice. "A year ago, in Vienna." "Where?" "At the Bal Tabarin. You were in a loge. The man I was with told me who the woman was. It was she, I think, who suggested that you lean over the rail " "Ah, so!" said Mr. von Inwald as if he just remembered.

Mary Roberts Rinehart - Where There's a Will