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He hated Mahr, and rather hoped that the lady had, then flushed with resentment at the thought that she would stoop to blackmail a man so obviously outside the pale. His mood was so unusual that every man in the circle was stirred with unrest and misgiving. Dinner brightened the general gloom, though there were but trifling inroads into the costly vintages.
As he entered the great silent hall, where the footfalls of the servant were hushed, as if overawed by tragedy, he seemed to leave behind him, as distinctly as he discarded the garment he gave into the lackey's hands, the bitterness of the past. He was ushered into a small and elaborate waiting room to the right. And a moment later Teddy Mahr entered to him, with extended hands. The boy had aged.
She was too weak to trouble with further questioning. Instinctively she put out her hand and drew the newspaper toward her. She raised it idly. "Murder of Victor Mahr" the big headlines met her eyes. She felt a shock as if a blinding flash of lightning had enveloped her; she remembered. She sat as if turned to stone, staring at the ominous words.
First of all his physician to him he must speak the truth, and to him alone. Brencherly should be his active tool. Mahr must be impressed. Springing from the motor at his own door, he snapped an order to his butler, and sent him with the cab to bring the doctor instantly. Once in the library, he telephoned for the detective.
"I will, and I request you, reverend sir, to accompany me," said the young man, hastily. "I believe you will find a number of friends at my house. Peter Kemnater, the innkeeper of Schabs, and Peter Mayer, the innkeeper of Mahr, will be there. I invited them, and had I known that you would be here, I should have invited you too."
And suggest, too, that I'm sore because he bought the Heim Vandyke; but that if he asked me to come and see it, I'd go, and he might have a chance to pump me. I happen to know that Mahr is in the telephone pool up to his eyes, and he'd do anything to get into quick communication with me. He is probably going to the club to-day, and I'll not be there see?" Brencherly shrugged his shoulders.
Mellows. "I only opened it to save you the trouble. Of course, I knew all along that it was Teddy Mahr I guessed why not? Really, Dorothy, you misinterpret my interest in you, really, you do." Dorothy laughed. "Now, now," she scolded, "don't say that. Here, I'll divide with you."
Victor Mahr' in the places he put me into, they laughed at me, the way they do at my roommate, who says she's a sideboard and wants to hold a tea-set." "Tell these gentlemen how cleverly you traced him," suggested Brencherly. "Oh, I knew where he lived and what he was doing well enough." She bridled with conscious conceit; "I read the papers and I had it all written down.
He secreted them in an inner pocket, and his pressing desire of their destruction satisfied, he telephoned to Langley to join him in his private room at a hurried luncheon. Next he sent for the afternoon papers. Not a line as yet, however; and Langley and Denning having evidently decided it to be unwise to deflect his thoughts from matters in hand, did not mention Mahr.
"Ai, sir," Brencherly answered promptly. "Exceptionally fine woman very intelligent. I should say that, with a word from you, she ought to be able to handle the situation, and any girl living. But the boy's all right, Mr. Gard, even if Mahr isn't. And after all, there may not be a word of truth in that romance I spun to you. We couldn't land a thing.
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