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'Is the girl all right? asked the man. He started to move towards her, but Kalus' rugged frame interposed. 'She is exhausted and feverish, and startled by the sight of you. She is of your kind, I think. I am not. Taking this in officiously, the man once more addressed him, offering his hand, which Kalus did not take. But he persisted. 'I'm Paul McIntyre, flight surgeon..... I'm a doctor, son.
McIntyre, by an obvious effort, refrained from speech as they waited for Grimes' answer. "I dunno who hit me." Grimes avoided looking at the three men. "But some one did, and that window in the reception room was locked when I went upstairs to my bedroom after every one had retired. I'm telling you God's truth, sir." McIntyre eyed him in wrathful silence, then turned to his companions.
Penfield looked at Grimes; that he was telling the truth was unmistakable. "Who sits up to let in the young ladies when they go to balls?" he asked. "Generally no one, sir, because Colonel McIntyre accompanies them or calls for them, and he has his latch-key. Lately," added Grimes as an after-thought, "Miss Helen has been using a duplicate latch-key."
Laura had been in her room all day, and Robert was moodily smoking his pipe by the fire, when this harsh and sudden summons broke in upon his thoughts. There in the porch was Jones, the stout head-butler of the Hall, hatless, scared, with the raindrops shining in the lamplight upon his smooth, bald head. "If you please, Mr. McIntyre, sir, would it trouble you to step up to the Hall?" he cried.
"That's what I'm here to get at. The murderers of Telfik Bey, of course. My instructions are to find out secretly, if at all. For if it does get into the newspapers there'll be the very deuce to pay. "You need not, in point of fact, tell me anything about it at all," observed Average Jones equably. Pomposity fell away from Mr. Thomas Colvin McIntyre, leaving him palpably shivering.
She stooped over him and kissed him tenderly. It was a rare thing for Laura to show any emotion, and her brother marvelled sleepily over it until he relapsed into his interrupted doze. The McIntyre family was seated at breakfast on the morning which followed the first visit of Raffles Haw, when they were surprised to hear the buzz and hum of a multitude of voices in the village street.
On the step she turned to Kent, who had lifted his hat to McIntyre in silent greeting. "Your forte lies as a romancer rather than a lawyer, Mr. Kent," she said, and not giving him time for a reply, almost ran inside the house. "Glad you could get here so soon, Kent," remarked McIntyre, signing to his chauffeur to drive on before he led the way into the house.
He had a taste for sentimental songs, in which "kiss" rhymed with "bliss," and in which "the people cry" was always sure to be followed with "as she goes by, that's pretty Katie Moody," or "Rosie McIntyre."
Kent laid down the pad and picked up a twisted three-cornered note bearing his name in pencil. Unfolding it, he scanned the hurriedly written lines: "Dear Kent McIntyre telephoned there were new developments in the Turnbull affair. Will be back later. "Yours
Through the outer entrance of the room came Helen McIntyre and her sister Barbara, conducted by the same bowing patrolman who had ushered them into the court room an hour before. "My God! Too late!" stammered Rochester under his breath, and he turned in desperation to Benjamin Clymer.
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