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But that's all right! you come along of me, and let me put you in safety then you give me that cheque I'll get it cashed in ten minutes without going to any banks see? Friend o' mine hereabouts he'll cash it at his bank close by anybody'll cash a cheque o' Levendale's. Come on, now, mister. We're close to that little port o' refuge I'm telling you about."
But now go away, Purdie, and let me sleep I'm dead done for!" Within ten minutes of leaving them, Purdie was back with Lauriston and Melky Rubinstein, and motioning them away from Sussex Square. "That's more extraordinary than the rest!" he said, as they all moved off. "Levendale's there, in his own house, right enough!
Levendale? No!" answered Purdie. "Why what do you mean?" The butler looked round at a couple of footmen who hung about the door. "Don't want to make any fuss about it, Mr. Purdie," he whispered, "though it's pretty well known in the house already. The fact is, sir, Mr. Levendale's missing!" "Missing?" exclaimed Purdie. "Since when?"
Levendale's absence. He'd no trouble of any sort, had he?" "He seemed a bit upset, once or twice, yesterday and the night before," said the butler. "I noticed it in little things. Well! I can't make it out, sir. You see, I've been with him ever since he came back to England some years now and I know his habits, thoroughly. However, we can only wait I believe Miss Bennett sent for you, Mr. Purdie?"
That book was brought in here during my absence, and it was neither bought nor pawned that's absolutely certain! Of course, you know whose book it is?" "Mr. Spencer Levendale's," answered Purdie. "Yes I know all those particulars and about his advertisements for it, and a little more. And I want to discuss all that with you and your cousin. This Mrs. Goldmark she's to be fully trusted?"
Inside, on a half-sheet of notepaper, were a few lines from the pretty governess at Mr. Spencer Levendale's. "Can you come here at once and ask for me? There is something seriously wrong: I am much troubled and have no one in London I can consult." With a hasty excuse to Melky, Purdie ran out of the hotel, and set off in quick response to the note.
Levendale after all you've collected in information and after what I told you about what his butler saw that bottle and phial?" "I think that Levendale's in it," replied the detective, cautiously. "I'm sure he's in it in some fashion. Our people are making no end of enquiries about him this morning, in various quarters there's half-a- dozen of our best men at work in the City and the West End, Mr.
It seemed so fortunate that you were in London and close by. I felt that that I could depend on you." "Thank you," said Purdie. "Well you can! And what is it?" "Grayson's told you about Mr. Levendale's going out last night, and never coming back, nor sending any message?" she continued. "As Grayson says, considering Mr. Levendale's habits, that is certainly very strange!
If there's a man living who knows who killed my grandfather, Levendale's that man. You get him." Mrs. Goldmark came in just then, to resume her task of keeping Zillah company, and the detective left. Melky snatched up his overcoat and followed him out, and in the side-passage laid a hand on his arm. "Look here, Mr. Ayscough!" he whispered confidentially. "I want you!
Killick, who had listened to Ayscough with close attention, laughed, and turned to the officials with a sharp look. "Shall I give you people a bit of my opinion after hearing all this?" he said. "Very well, then Levendale never did send that wire! It was sent in Levendale's name to keep things quiet. I believe that Levendale's been trapped and Purvis with him!"
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