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And I tell you plainly that my concern from that instant was not with Daniel Multenius, but with the Chinaman! I thought and acted like lightning. First, I hastily examined Multenius, felt in his pockets, found that there was nothing there that I wanted and that he was dead.
"There's a strange affair occurred during the night, Mr. Purdie," said Ayscough, when they were alone. "And it's my opinion it's connected with this Multenius affair." "What is it?" asked Purdie. "This," replied Ayscough. "A Praed Street tradesman in a small way was picked up, dying, in a quiet street off Maida Vale, at twelve o'clock last night, and he died soon afterwards.
"All the same, he did paid it in, himself, to Daniel Multenius's credit, at the Empire and Universal. It went into the ordinary account, in the ordinary way, and was used by Mr. Multenius as part of his own effects as no doubt it was. Now," continued Mr. Penniket, turning to Zillah, "I want to ask you a particular question. I know you had assisted your grandfather a great deal of late years.
Somewhere, he felt sure, there was, in that house, the money which Chen Li had evidently stolen from old Multenius. He immediately set to work to find it. But he had no difficulty the bank-notes were in the drawer from which he had seen Chen Li take the gold which he had given to the blackmailer, Parslett.
"You'll see a shop there with Daniel Multenius over it. He's a relation o' mine he'll do what you want. Mention my name, if you like. He'll deal fair with you. And if you ever want to sell, don't forget me." Lauriston laughed, and went down the stairs, and out into the dismal evening.
"Yes?" said the girl at last. "What can I do for you?" Lauriston found his tongue. "Er is Mr. Multenius in?" he asked. "I the fact is, I want to see him." "Mr. Multenius is out," answered the girl. "But I'm in charge if it's business." She was quietly eyeing Lauriston over, and she saw his fresh-complexioned face colour vividly. "I do my grandfather's business when he's out," she continued.
The box was considerably charred and only fragments of the lettering on the lid remained intact but it was not difficult to make out what the full wording had been. . . . . enius, . . .nd jeweller, . . ed Street. "That's one of the late Mr. Multenius's boxes," affirmed Melky at once. "Daniel Multenius, Pawnbroker and Jeweller, Praed Street that's the full wording.
It arrived at Multenius's Multenius brought it to me at my city office and we examined it, after which Multenius deposited it in his bank. We decided to buy it ourselves I finding the money. We knew, from our messages from Stephen Purvis, that he would be in town on the 18th November, and we arranged everything for that date.
Daniel Multenius, me and Miss Zillah Wildrose has come into his bit of property, and does the two gentlemen desire to continue their tenancy, and is there anything we can do to make 'em comfortable see? Oh, I'll talk to 'em all right!" "What're you getting at, all the same?" asked the detective. "Give it a title!" Melky squeezed his companion's arm. "I want to see 'em," he whispered.
Better put it in your bank till I arrive shall write you later about date of my arrival. Faithfully yours, "Stephen Purvis." "That," remarked Ayscough, glancing at the rest, "clearly refers to whatever it was that Mr. Multenius took from his bank on the morning of his death. It also refers to Mr. Levendale without doubt." He drew the other letter to him and read it out. "October 10th, 1912.
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