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Updated: June 2, 2025
There was something very English in their shy aloofness; in their dislike of intruding in the room unasked. Musard, looking round from the bedside, glanced briefly at the prostrate figure of Phil, and then his gleaming eyes travelled to the group at the doorway. He, at all events, was calm, and master of himself.
I should like you to take it with you, if it could be managed." "I can take a later train. It will suit me as well." "Is Violet unable to go with us to the Weynes' to-night?" said Sir Philip, glancing at his sister. "Yes; her head is too bad." "It is a pity we have to go without her, as the party is given in her honour. Of course, we must go." "Where is her necklace?" asked Musard.
He received an affirmative reply, and walked on again. A maidservant answered Tufnell's ring at the front door, and informed him in a whisper that Sir Philip and Miss Heredith were in the drawing-room. Thither they bent their steps, and found Musard awaiting them near the door. He nodded to Sergeant Lumbe, whom he knew, and glanced interrogatively at Caldew. Lumbe announced the latter's identity.
Phil still needs great care and attention, but Sir Ralph says it will be quite safe to leave him in Dr. Holmes's hands. There is no fear for his brain, thank God." "This is good news," said Musard. "Have you told Sir Philip?" "Not yet. I thought it better to defer it until after dinner. I want you to tell him then."
The wing has been unoccupied since the night of the murder. Shall I show you the way up?" "It will not be necessary. I know the way, and I shall be there some time." "In that case I will leave you till lunch-time," responded Musard, as he walked away. Colwyn did not go upstairs immediately. He took a solitary walk in the woods, thinking over everything that Musard had told him.
"I can go to the smoking-room," said Musard, rising as he spoke. But Phil waved him to his seat again. "No, no, Musard, stay where you are. There is no reason why you should not hear what Mr. Colwyn has to say. Your advice may be needed," he added as an afterthought. "So be it," said Colwyn. "Then I had better commence by informing you that Hazel Rath has broken her silence.
"It was he who called me in to solve this mystery, and I have done what he asked. I will leave you to tell her what you will, but I cannot keep silence afterwards where the liberty of innocent people is involved. Justice is as impersonal as Truth herself." "Vincent!" This time the voice sounded just outside the door. "I must stop her she must not come in here," said Musard, starting up.
"I will pay him well." "It is not a question of money with a man like Colwyn, and I advise you not to use that tone with him if you want his help." "Very well," said Phil, pocketing the address Musard had written down. "I will catch the 6.30 evening train up. Aunt, you might tell them to give me something to eat in the small breakfast-room. I do not want to be bothered getting dinner in town."
Even parodies of Tannhauser were given in the theatres for the delectation of the public; and Musard could find no better means of attracting audiences to his concerts than the daily announcement, in enormous letters, of the Overture to Tannhauser. Pasdeloup also frequently produced some of my pieces by way of showing his sentiments.
"It came from Violet's room! My God, what has happened?" exclaimed Phil. He sprang to his feet in agitation and pushed back his chair. His face was white, his mouth drawn, and he fumbled at his throat with a shaking hand, as though the pressure of his collar impeded his breathing. Musard rose from the table and walked to where the young man was standing.
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