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Where the car ahead was bound, we did not know, but I could see that the driver was a stocky fellow, who slouched down into his seat, and handled his car almost as if it had been a mere toy. It was, I felt positive, the man whom McBirney had reported one night about the neighbourhood of Longacre Square in the car which had once been Warrington's. This, at least, was a different car, I knew.
McBirney flung the half-smoked cigarette into the fireplace and lifted the neurotic clock: twelve-twenty. The postman came again at twelve. He would risk the rector and the bishop. Down the stairs he plunged again and brought up at the mail-box. There was a letter. Hurriedly, he snatched it out and turned the address up; a miracle it was from the girl. The street door darkened; McBirney looked up.
"Who are you?" demanded McBirney, sternly, staring at her. There was something surging up inside of him, unknown, unreasonable; heart's blood was rushing about his system inconveniently; his pulse was hammering why?
"And and Robin came and and I talked a little to him about you, and then, to show him what you were like, I read him some." "You did?" McBirney looked troubled. "Oh, I selected. I read about the boy, Theodore 'the Gift."
The man who loses a car notifies us first, and, as we are likely to lose money by it, we don't waste any time getting after the thief." "You have some clew, then?" persisted Garrick. McBirney nodded.
I was not surprised at reading the name of James McBirney on the detective's card, underneath which was the title of the Automobile Underwriters' Association. But I was more than surprised when the younger of the visitors handed us a card with the simple name, Mortimer Warrington.
Evidently the news of the assault on Warrington had travelled fast, for the first thing McBirney wanted to know was how it happened and how his client was. In a few words Garrick told him as much about it as was necessary. McBirney listened attentively, but we could see that he was bursting with his own budget of news.
More than that, the idea appealed to me, in fact was exactly in line with some plans I had already made for the "World," since our first acquaintance. And so it came about that the case brought to him by McBirney and young Warrington was responsible for clearing our ideas as to our mutual relationship and thus forming this strange partnership that has existed ever since.
No one had called at the apartment, but the office boy downtown said that there was a man who had called and was coming back again. A half hour or so later when we arrived at the office we found McBirney seated there, patiently determined to find Garrick.
I am I am in a good deal of trouble " and her voice shook, in spite of her effort. Suddenly "I'm going to tell you," she said. "I'm going to ask you to help me, if you will be so good. You are here for the rector, aren't you?" "I am here for the rector," McBirney answered gravely. "I wish to do all I can for any one." She drew a long sigh of comfort.
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