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"Why, of course he must know. If he doesn't " Queensmead broke off suddenly and looked at the detective queerly, as if suddenly realising all that the remark implied. "You must have some strange ideas about this case," he added slowly. "I have, but we won't go into them now," said the detective, with a slight smile.
Doctor" this to the tall thin man who had sat beside him in the run-about "will you go upstairs with Queensmead and make your examination? Where's the jury? Pendy" this to the young man with the typewriter and attaché case "get everything ready and swear in the jury. Galloway will show you the room. What's that?
He's the man to kick up a devil of a shindy if he came and found we were not ready for him." Queensmead speedily appeared in response to the summons, listened quietly to Superintendent Galloway's laconic command to catch a jury and catch them quick, and went back to the village to secure twelve good men and true.
"You have certainly done the proper thing in disclosing what you have seen," said the detective, after a thoughtful pause. "But why have you come to me in the matter? It seems to me that the proper course to pursue would be to lay your information before Constable Queensmead." The two men exchanged a glance of conscious embarrassment. Then Mr.
If you have anything to say that will help me to do that I beg of you to do so. You may safely trust me." "I know that, Mr. Colwyn, but I have nothing to say." Ronald spoke wearily almost indifferently. "Nothing?" Astonishment and disappointment were mingled in the detective's voice. "Nothing." Before anything more could be said Queensmead reappeared from the inn with some brandy in a glass.
"Ah, here is Charles, fish and all." The fat waiter was hurrying in with a string of fish in his hand, and he came towards them in response to Superintendent Galloway's commanding gesture. The superintendent told him to go out and intercept Constable Queensmead before he went out with his search party, and bring him to the inn.
"We'd better take him to the inn and get him some brandy," said Queensmead. "Take his other arm, will you?" They returned slowly with Ronald between them. He did not ask where they were taking him, but stumbled along on their supporting arms like a man in a dream, with his eyes fixed on the ground. When clear of the wood, Queensmead led his prisoner past the pit where Mr.
"Queensmead," said the detective earnestly, "I have to go to Norwich, and I want you to do something for me in my absence. I am going to tell you something in strict confidence. Fresh facts have come to light in the Glenthorpe case. You remember Mr. Glenthorpe's money, which was supposed to have been stolen by Penreath, but which was never recovered.
Queensmead telephoned a description of Ronald to the police stations along the coast, then mounted his bicycle and caught the train at Leyland in order to report the matter to the district headquarters at Durrington. "I suppose there is no doubt that the young man who stayed at the inn is identical with Ronald," said the detective, when the constable had finished his story.
Colwyn and Queensmead searched the wood and the matted undergrowth as they progressed, closely scrutinising the ferny hollows, looking up into the trees, examining the thickets and clumps of shrubs.
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