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"The investigation that I have in mind will take time, but I shall hurry it along as fast as I possibly can. I don't want any question about the accuracy of my conclusions." We left Carton, who promised to meet us late in the afternoon at the laboratory, and started uptown. Instead, however, of going up directly, Craig telephoned first to Clare Kendall to shadow Mrs. Ogleby.
She had broken down the girl's last fear. "To that place on the West Side that black and tan joint, where Marie Margot came from before the gang took her in." "Carton," called Kennedy. "You and Walter will take Miss Kendall and Miss Seymour. Let me see. Dorgan, Ogleby, and myself will ride in the taxicab."
Murtha, Dorgan's right-hand man, naturally is alarmed and doesn't want her name to appear in this thing." "Oh it is terrible terrible," Mrs. Ogleby chimed in in great agitation. "I don't care about anything else. But, my reputation it will be ruined if they connect my name with the case. As soon as I heard of it I thought of you, Mr. Carton. I came here immediately.
The part of Beau Farintosh is a weak revival of Garrick's Lord Chalkstone and Colman and Garrick's Lord Ogleby; and the strong situation in the fourth act is imitated from Les Beaux Messieurs de Bois-Doré of George Sand. But Robertson is decidedly strongest when he walks without crutches. His own original plays, Society, Caste, Ours, are by far his best. A foreign support made him limp.
Here, too, a wealthy pig butcher, charmed, no doubt, by the mild philanthropy of The Traveler, aspired to be on the most sociable footing with the author, and here was Tom King, the comedian, recently risen to consequence by his performance of Lord Ogleby in the new comedy of the Clandestine Marriage.
Ogleby of the danger she ran, but, as I had already supposed, the warning had been unnecessary. The rumours about the detectaphone record of the dinner had been quite enough. As for the dinner itself, what happened, and who were present, it remained still a mystery, perhaps only to be explained when at last we managed to locate the book.
Only Ogleby seemed a little different in the respect that one felt that if all the others were stamped by the same die, he was the die, at least. Compared to him many of the others took on the appearance of spurious counterfeits. "Dr. Harris," Craig whispered, indicating to us the direction with his eyes. Outside on a settee, we could see in the corridor a man waiting, restless and ill at ease.
He usually surrounds them with brilliant, clever women, as unscrupulous as himself, and well you can imagine the result. Poor little Mrs. Ogleby," he added sympathetically. "They could twist her any way they chose for their purposes." My own impression had been that Mrs. Ogleby was better able to take care of herself than his words gave her credit for, but I said nothing.
"One purports to represent me in a group composed of Mrs. Ogleby, Murtha, another woman whom I do not even know, and myself. I am standing between Murtha and Mrs. Ogleby and we look very familiar. Another is a picture of the same four riding in a car, owned by Murtha. Oh, there are several of them, of that sort." He paused as a dozen unspoken questions framed themselves in my mind.
Ogleby," said Carton quickly. "Both of them know as much about how experts use those little mechanical eavesdroppers as anyone except the inventor." We bowed and waited for an explanation. "You understand," continued Carton slowly to us in a tone that enjoined secrecy, "Mrs. Ogleby, who is a friend of Mr.
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