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"Well," said the doctor, as with a grinding of brakes the car pulled up outside, "we can look on this as the real beginning of our little enterprise." I picked up my Gladstone. "Let's hope," I said, "that the end will be equally satisfactory." McMurtrie nodded. "I fancy," he said, "that we need have no apprehensions. Providence is with us, Mr. Lyndon Providence or some equally effective power."
Can I trust your father and McMurtrie?" She let go my arm, and stepping back sat down on the edge of the small table which I had been using as a writing-desk. "Trust them!" she repeated half scornfully. "Yes, you can trust them if you want to go on being cheated and robbed. Can't you see can't you guess the way they have been lying to you?"
"I didn't go into all this in my letter to you," I finished, "because in the first place there was only just time for Joyce to catch the train, and in the second I didn't want to disappoint her in case it should turn out to be all bunkum. You must have been rather amazed when I suddenly sprung it on McMurtrie." He shook his head, smiling. "Oh no," he said "hardly amazed." He paused.
"I hope that you have enjoyed your well-earned if rather long-delayed holiday. "Your sincere friend, "L.J. McMURTRIE." I finished reading and slowly refolded the letter. "You know what this is about, of course, Sonia?" I said. She nodded again. "They want you to go down there at once. You must do it; you must do everything you are told just at present."
McMurtrie began to dictate, the stenographer's pencil flying over the paper as he sought to overtake the rapid utterance of his chief. The article, as it appeared on the second page of the Sphere an hour later, ran as follows: HOCUS POCUS A hoax, or as our merry ancestors would have called it, a flam, is usually the most ephemeral and evanescent of human devices.
"It looks as if there was a chance of making a big immediate profit on my invention, and that she intended me to scoop it in instead of her father and McMurtrie. I can't think of anything else." Tommy pulled up a fresh plate and helped himself to some cheese. "She must be pretty keen on you," he observed. "Well, you needn't rub it in, Tommy," I said. "I feel quite enough of a cad as it is."
I had spent about fifteen pounds, which seemed to me as much as a fifty-pound capitalist had any right to squander on necessities. I therefore returned to the taxi and, arranging my parcels on the front seat, instructed the man to drive me down to the address that McMurtrie had given me.
Her manner gave me the impression that for some reason or other she and McMurtrie were not exactly on the best of terms. If that was so, he himself betrayed no sign of it. "Either will do excellently," he said in his usual suave way, "or perhaps our young friend could manage both. I believe the Dartmoor air is most stimulating."
Joyce shook her head. "I don't know," she said stubbornly; "but I'm quite certain it was McMurtrie. I feel it inside me." "And in any case," I continued, "what the devil is he doing messing about with George? I'm the only connecting-link between them, and he can't possibly mean to betray me at all events, until he's got the secret of the powder. He knows George would give me up tomorrow."
Savaroff broke out into a short gruff laugh. "Our friend," he said, "is modest so modest. He does not thirst for more fame. He would retire into private life if they would let him." He chuckled to himself, as though enjoying the subtlety of his own humour. Unlike his daughter, he spoke English with a distinctly foreign accent. "Ah, yes," said Dr. McMurtrie amiably; "but then, Mr.
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