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Jem, run to Mallory as fast as you can for Dr. Holmes, and on to the police station. Quick! all of you. There's not a moment to lose!" The desire for action was as strong in them now as had been their former torpor. Mr. Thurwell and his daughter were alone in less than a minute. "Helen, I forgot you!" he exclaimed. "I can't leave you alone, and some one must stay here. Where is Lathon?"
I sent Lathon " "I will know what it is. Is it an accident? Is he dead?" He shook his head. The healthy sunburnt tan had left his face, and he was white to the lips. "He has been murdered!" he faltered. "Foully, brutally murdered!" Murder is generally associated in one's mind with darkness, the still hours of night, and bestiality.
Thurwell, sotto voce, from the other side of the table. "Queer thing, but he seems to remind me of some one to-night," Lord Lathon remarked to the Home Secretary, who was on the other side. "Can't remember who it is, though. It's some fellow who's in a devil of a scrape, I know. Who the mischief is it?" "You mean Maddison, don't you?" Sir Philip Roden answered. "Plenty of people have noticed that.
There were only twenty, but every man was a man of note. Politics were represented by the Home Secretary, Sir Philip Roden, and the First Lord of the Treasury; the peerage by the Duke of Leicester and the Earl of Lathon. There were two judges, and a half a dozen Q.C.'s, the most popular novelist of the day, and the most renowned physician. A prince might have entertained such a company with honor.
"What is to be done with the body?" he asked. "It must be removed somewhere. Sir Geoffrey Kynaston, did you say it was? Dear me! dear me! I knew his sister quite well." "She is not far away," Mr. Thurwell said. "She and my daughter were awaiting luncheon for us on the cliffs yonder, when this horrible thing occurred. Lathon went back to look for her. We were afraid that she might follow us here.
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