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"I'm blest if I know what to think of it," said Whiteside, scratching his head. "We depended upon that telegram to implicate the girl. It breaks a big link in the chain against her." "Supposing it was not already broken," said Tarling almost aggressively. "And it certainly removes the only possible explanation for Lyne going to the flat on the night of the murder.
Lyne come into the flat or go out. He is found in Hyde Park the next morning without his coat or vest, a lady's silk night-dress, identified as Odette Rider's, wrapped tightly round his breast, and two of Odette Rider's handkerchiefs are found over the wound.
That was the first impression which Lyne received. He took Lyne's hand in his it was as soft as a woman's. As they shook hands Lyne noticed a third figure in the room. He was below middle height and sat in the shadow thrown by a wall pillar. He too rose, but bowed his head. "A Chinaman, eh?" said Lyne, looking at this unexpected apparition with curiosity. "Oh, of course, Mr.
To everybody's surprise he took up his father's work, which meant that he signed cheques, collected profits and left the management to the Soults and the Neys whom old Napoleon Lyne had relied upon in the foundation of his empire. Thornton wrote an address to his 3,000 employees which address was printed on decided antique paper in queerly ornate type with wide margins.
"Who is the lady, may I venture to ask, sir?" It was Milburgh who interposed the question. "Miss Rider," replied Lyne. "Miss Rider!" Milburgh's face took on a look of blank surprise, as he gasped the words. "Miss Rider oh, no, impossible!" "Why impossible?" demanded Mr. Lyne sharply. "Well, sir, I meant " stammered the manager, "it is so unlikely she is such a nice girl "
Milburgh, his old smile back, the twinkle again returning to his eyes, and his hands rubbing together in ceaseless ablutions. "It would sound extraordinary, and it would be extraordinary, and nobody here would be more surprised than the unfortunate victim ha! ha!" "Perhaps not," said Lyne coldly. "Only I want to say a few words in your presence, and I would like you to give them every attention.
"I think we can rule him out from the list of people who may be suspected of this murder," he said. "Sam Stay has very few qualities that would commend themselves to the average man, but there can be no doubt at all that he was devoted to Lyne, body and soul.
"That is true," agreed the other, "nevertheless, I am satisfied he told almost the whole of the truth." "Then, who killed Thornton Lyne?" Tarling rose with a gesture of despair. "You are apparently as far from the solution of that mystery as I am, and yet I have formed a theory which may sound fantastic " There was a light step upon the stair and Tarling crossed the room and opened the door.
The first to her mother, saying that she could not come; the second to Lyne, running: "Will you see me at my flat to-night at eleven o'clock? Tarling's heart sank within him. This amazing news was stunning. It was impossible, impossible, he told himself again and again, that this girl could have killed Lyne. Suppose she had? Where had they met?
"I am going to see Lyne to-morrow. By the way, the person who called last night is a protégé of Mr. Thornton Lyne's, a man who is devoted to him body and soul, and he's the fellow we've got to look after. By Jove! It almost gives me an interest in life!" He heard the faint laugh of the girl. "Must I be butchered to make a detective's holiday?" she mocked, and he grinned sympathetically.
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