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If you intend to be impertinent, I shall order you out of the room." "One moment, my lady; you go too fast. The whole world may not overhear the message Mr. Parmalee sends you by me." "Ah!" my lady recoiled as though an adder had stung her "always that man! Speak out, then" turning swiftly upon her husband's protégée "what is the message this man sends me by you?"
Miss Sybilla Silver." "Almost smart enough for a Yankee, Mr. Parmalee, and wonderfully good at guessing." "Yes? And what have you guessed this time?" "That you have Lady Kingsland's secret; that that portrait the last of the five is the clew. That you hold the baronet's bride in the hollow of your hand!" She spoke the last words close to his ear, in a fierce, sibilant whisper.
You listen it's wonderful that this great love should have come to you. Let us see the great joy dawning in your eyes." He endeavoured to show this. The New York girl became more ardent. She put an arm about him, drew him to her. Slowly, almost in the manner of Harold Parmalee, as it seemed to him, she bent down and imprinted a long kiss upon his lips.
For the first time in his life he had aimed a deadly weapon at another human being. He knew that Bingo had fallen by his hand. But, oddly enough, that fact did not sear his conscience. He had been accused of drowning Lester Parmalee, and the thought of that accusation now made him shrink and writhe.
I smiled a little over the femininity of the letter, but as Parmalee had prophesied, Marathon Park was evidently no place to look for our criminal. The foolish little woman who had written that letter, had no guilty secret on her conscience, of that I was sure. I telephoned for Parmalee and showed him the letter. "It doesn't help us in one way," he said, "for of course, Mrs.
Cunningham if she had recently lost a gold-mesh bag, containing her gloves and handkerchief. Then Parmalee and I agreed to keep the matter a secret until we should get a reply to this, for we concluded there was no use in stirring up public curiosity on the matter until we knew ourselves that we were on the right trail.
"Just where Ditty says I was," replied Drew frankly. "That part of the story is true. And it's the only thing in it that is true." "Did you have any unfriendly words with Mr. Parmalee?" "Not a word," was the answer. "Ask him if he ever had any quarrel with him afore that," snarled the mate. "I know all about that," replied the captain sharply. "I was there myself.
"Say, did you know that Jim Carr is going to-night with Carrie Parmalee?" said Ellen, significantly, as the girls crossed the clean, bare dooryard, under the blossoming locust trees. Mary Bell's heart grew cold, sank. She had hoped, if she DID go, that some chance might make her escort no other than Jim Carr. "It'll make me sick if she gets him," said Ellen, frankly.
I think I won't say anything about her to you, as I'd rather you'd see her first with entirely unprejudiced eyes." "So you, too, think Miss Lloyd is implicated?" "I don't think anything about it, Mr. Burroughs. As coroner it is not my place to think along such lines." "Well, everybody else thinks so," broke in Parmalee. "And why? Because there's no one else for suspicion to light on.
Mr. Parmalee was searched for high and low. Immense rewards were offered for the slightest trace of him immense rewards were offered for the body of the murdered woman. In vain, in vain! Had the earth opened and swallowed them up, Mr. Parmalee and the baronet's lost bride could not more completely have vanished.
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