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"I dressed it roughly at a chemist's. The iodine open dressing isn't beautiful, but it is antiseptic. He shot to kill, too, there's no doubt about that. A very perfect little gentleman!" "He's in London?" said McNorton. "That simplifies matters." "To my mind it complicates rather than simplifies," said Beale. "London is a vast proposition.
He listened attentively and did not interrupt until Stanford Beale had finished. "That's big enough," he said. "I owe you an apology much as I was interested in Miss Cresswell, I realize that her fate was as nothing beside the greater issue." "What does it mean?" asked McNorton. "The Wheat Panic? God knows. It may mean bread at a guinea a pound it is too early to judge."
Marriage is a difficult business to get out of once you are in it, especially in this country." Beale did not interrupt the older man. "Right, and now if you've finished I'll tell you my scheme," he said, "as I see it there's only a ghost of a chance of our saving this girl from marriage. I've done my best and we McNorton and I have taken all the facts before a judge this morning.
He settled himself back in the corner of the car with a sigh of resignation, accepting her explanation sarcasm was wholly wasted on van Heerden. "Well, gentlemen," said Milsom, "I don't think there's anything more I can tell you. What are you going to do with me?" "I'll take the responsibility of not executing the warrant," said McNorton.
"I don't think that is the case," said McNorton, "he had one lucid moment at the station when he was cross-examined as to where he got the money to get drunk, and he affirmed that he found it wrapped up in a piece of paper. That sounds true to me. She either dropped it from a car or threw it from a house." "Is the man very ill?"
He has already borrowed £40,000 from White, of Punsonby's." Superintendent McNorton whistled. "There are other ways," Beale went on, "and he is at liberty to try them all except one. The day he secures control of that fortune, that day I shoot him." "The deuce you will?" said the startled Mr. McNorton. "The deuce I will," repeated Beale. There was a tap at the door and McNorton rose.
"So you invested £40,000 " began McNorton. "Forty thousand!" gasped Mr. White, "how did you know?" He went a trifle paler. "These things get about," said McNorton, "as I was going to say, you invested £40,000 without troubling to discover what sort of work the syndicate was undertaking. I am not speaking now as a police officer, Mr.
Attached to the bottom of the account, which was for £3 10s., was a little slip calling attention to the fact that "this account had probably been overlooked." Beale's finger traced the item for which the bill was rendered, and McNorton uttered an exclamation of surprise.
He tiptoed along the passage and stood listening behind the door. Presently he heard the doctor's door close and came back. "I have had the best sleuth in America trailing him," he said, "and he has slipped him every time." "Anyway," said McNorton, "this telegram disposes of the idea that she has gone to Liverpool. It also settles the question as to whether she went of her own free will.
There came a knock at the door, an agitated hurried knock, and Beale immediately answered it. It was McNorton, and from force of habit Parson Homo drew back into the shadows. "All right, Parson," said McNorton, "I knew you were here. What do you make of this?" He turned to Beale and laid on the table a piece of paper which had been badly crumpled and which he now smoothed out.
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