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He alone apparently noticed no unsuitability in his guests. He sat at his ease, their bosom friend. Meanwhile, plied with champagne by Archie Parminter, who sat upon the other side of him, "Wallie" Hine began to boast. Sylvia tried to check him, but he was not now to be stopped.
In the back row of the dress circle a late-comer, after a cursory glance at the programme, had settled down into a comfortable narrative, which was evidently the resumed thread of an unfinished taxi-drive monologue. "We all said 'it can't be Captain Parminter, because he's always been sweet on Joan, and then Emily said "
Parminter turned and spoke to a police official, who, lifting aside a sheet of brown paper which lay before him, revealed the tray of rings which Lauriston and Ayscough had found on the table in Multenius's parlour. At the same time, Mr. Parminter, lifting his papers, revealed Lauriston's rings. He picked them up, laid them on the palm of his hand, and held them towards the witness.
"How much have you earned by your pen since you came, now?" "About thirty pounds." "Thirty pounds in two years. What have you lived on, then?" "I had money of my own," replied Lauriston. "I had two hundred pounds when I left home." "And that gave out when?" demanded Mr. Parminter. "Last week." "And so you took your watch to the pawnshop.
Spencer Levendale, the Member of Parliament, as lives in Sussex Square. Why ain't that matter brought up? Why ain't Mr. Levendale brought here? I ask you, Mr. Coroner, to have it seen into! There's more behind it " The Coroner held up a hand and beckoned the police inspector and Mr. Parminter to approach his desk; a moment later, Ayscough was summoned.
"To find somebody anybody as can prove that those rings are yours!" answered Melky solemnly and emphatically. "Tain't no use denying it you're in a dangerous position. The police always goes for the straightest and easiest line. Their line was clear enough, just now Parminter give it away!
She told him the whole story, how she had come down the staircase, what she had seen, as she leaned over the balustrade, and how Parminter had turned. "Do you think he saw you?" asked her father. Sylvia looked at him closely. But he seemed really anxious to know. "I think he saw something," she answered. "Whether he knew that it was I whom he saw, I can't tell."
As the days went on Georgie, whom marriage had taken completely away from the old artistic set, found herself feeling that after all she was a married woman and Judy was still only Miss Parminter.... Judy, scenting this, told her flippantly that a miss was as good as a mother, and Georgie laughed, but warned her to remember the children were in the room.... Judy was inclined to be hurt by the needless reminder, and, as she considered it foolish to be hurt and still more foolish to show it, she went out.
Parminter shrugged his shoulders to show that champagne was an every-day affair with him. "It's drunk a good deal at the clubs nowadays," he said. Meanwhile Garratt Skinner had not moved. He stood looking across the table to his daughter. "What do you say, Sylvia? It's an extravagance. But I don't have such luck every day. It's in your honor. Shall we? Yes, then!"
The little dinner at which Sylvia made her appearance and at which Walter Hine was carefully primed with drink; the little round game of cards which Garratt Skinner was so reluctant to allow in his house on a Sunday evening, and from which, being an early riser, he retired to bed, leaving Hine in the hands of Captain Barstow and Archie Parminter; the quiet secluded house in the country; the new gardener who appeared for one day and shot with so surprising an accuracy, when Barstow backed him against Walter Hine, that Hine lost a thousand pounds; the incidents were related to Mr.
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