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My heart ceased its beating, and a sudden cry involuntarily escaped me, although next moment I saw that by it I had betrayed myself, for Ambler Jevons sprang to my side in an instant. But next instant I covered the signature with my hand, grasped the packet swift as thought, and turned upon him defiantly, without uttering a word.
When we went to say good night to Jevons we found Viola sitting on the arm of his chair with the little dish in her hand, feeding him with chocolate nougat. Her posture was one of supple contrition, and we heard her say: "Cheer up, Jimmy. It doesn't really matter what you do. Nobody would ever take you for more than four years old." Yes. Norah, the youngest, was the one who had grown up.
He got all the honour, sir, and your name didn't appear at the Old Bailey." Jevons laughed. He was never fond of seeing his name in print. He made a study of the ways and methods of the criminal, but only for his own gratification. The police knew him well, but he hid his light under the proverbial bushel always.
"You were at that lecture by Deboutin, of Paris, the other day!" he exclaimed to me suddenly, while I was seated at his bedside describing the work I had been doing for him in London. "Why didn't you tell me you were going there?" "I went quite unexpectedly with a friend." "With whom?" "Ambler Jevons." "Oh, that detective fellow!" laughed the old physician.
Reggie had recovered, and was with them for a fortnight's leave before he went out again. Norah and I went down on Saturday to see him. Without Reggie I don't think I should have realized Jevons in his final phase.
I looked at the clock, and saw it was twenty minutes past six. He noticed my action, and said: "If we start in an hour we shall have sufficient time." Ambler Jevons was never communicative. But as he sat before me his brows were knit in deep thought, his hands chafed with suppressed agitation, and he took a second brandy-and-soda, an unusual indulgence, which betrayed an absent mind.
He was a three-quarter who took a lot of stopping when he once got away. Jevons and the Ripton half met him almost simultaneously, and each slackened his pace for the fraction of a second, to allow the other to tackle. As they hesitated, Trevor passed them. He had long ago learned that to go hard when you have once started is the thing that pays.
But he reverted. "I still can't see why you took the car out. Anybody but an idiot would have known it was going to rain." At this period, and even now when I go back to it, I am completely puzzled by Jevons.
You would have thought that this life, on the edge of an abyss, with full knowledge of his danger, would have made him nervous and produced the very disaster that he dreaded. But no. Jevons was a fighting man, and he rose to these crises and prevailed. You felt that for him the real test would come when he was prosperous, when the strain was taken off him and he let himself go.
He had his lunch, a pot of beer and some bread and cheese which his wife had probably brought him, on the dining-room table, and we had disturbed him with his mouth full. He was the same man whom Ambler Jevons had seen in the morning, and as we entered he saluted, saying: "Inspector Thorpe has left a message for you, sir.
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