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Updated: June 2, 2025
He made a fine and potent figure as he stood, with his back to the bright street and the gutter-child standing beside him like a familiar companion, and read the smudged scrawl of Papa Musard. "So Musard is very ill again, is he?" he asked of the boy. "Have you seen him yourself?" "Oh yes," replied the boy; "I have seen him. He lies in bed and his temper is frightful."
There are plenty of them there in the rivers and mango swamps. Some hunters stake a dog overnight by the river bank, and the animal gives them warning of the approach of the reptiles by howling with terror. It is rather cruel to the dog." "Undoubtedly," said Caldew. "How are you getting on with your investigations in this case?" continued Musard, abruptly changing the conversation.
They stood up and shouted, and ladies waved their handkerchiefs; he had to repeat it three times, and each time people got wilder. Nina and I clapped till our gloves were in pieces and our arms actually ached. A Frenchman by the name of Musard has brought over a French orchestra, and is playing French music at the opera-house. People are wild over him also.
"In that case, shall we take our coffee into the smoking-room?" suggested Musard with a slight glance at the hovering figure of the butler. "I prefer to remain here, if you do not mind," said Colwyn. Musard shot a puzzled look at him, which the detective met with a clear cold gaze which revealed nothing. There was another silent pause while they waited for the butler to leave the room.
Caldew was instantly wary, and stiffened into an attitude of official reserve, wondering why Musard should seek to question him about the murder. "I am an old friend of the Herediths," continued Musard, as though divining the other's thoughts. "This murder is a very terrible thing for them. I am afraid it may mean Sir Philip's death-blow.
The boy who carried the summons sat confidently on the kerb outside the restaurant at which Rufin was used to lunch, and rose to his feet as the tall, cloaked figure turned the corner of the street and approached along the sunlit pavement. "Monsieur Musard said you would be here at one o'clock," he explained, presenting the note.
"We have searched the place from top to bottom," remarked one of the young men. "It is a strange, rambling old place, and difficult to explore unless you know it thoroughly," said Musard. "We have done the best we could." "I do not doubt it, but there are many old nooks and corners in which a man might hide."
But why did you leave the room if you expected the owner of the trinket to return in search of it?" "I was called downstairs to see Mr. Musard. An unused outside door which is generally kept locked was discovered unlocked by the butler before the murder was committed. As the door opens on a staircase leading to the left wing, Mr.
Musard was relieved by their return, though his impassive face did not reveal his feelings. Miss Heredith left the room with Tufnell, taking the jewel-case with her. Musard met the young men at the threshold. The tall young officer with the sunburnt face, Major Gardner, informed Musard that they had completed a search of the house from top to bottom, but had found nothing.
As he watched the rapid play of light and shade on the hill, he wondered why the moat-house had been built on the damp unwholesome flat lands instead of on the breezy height. When he descended later, he found Tufnell awaiting him in the hall to conduct him to the breakfast table. In the breakfast-room Sir Philip, Miss Heredith, and Vincent Musard were assembled.
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