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She repeated the address to herself and glanced around. The two men were still whispering. For the moment she was forgotten. She stole on tiptoe across the room, ran down the stone steps, and hastened into the street. The Professor, who was comfortably seated in Quest's favourite easy-chair, glanced at his watch and shook his head.
The Captain, however, drew Laura's arm through his as they reached the stairs, and Harris, with a little shrug of the shoulders, made his way to Quest's stateroom. The Doctor, the Professor, Quest and Lenora were all gathered around two little tubes, which the criminologist was examining with an electric torch. "No reaction at all," the latter muttered. "This isn't an ordinary poison, any way."
I am going to take you out to a café where they play the best music in the city. We are going to have supper, drink one another's health, and try and forget the last few months altogether." Lenora clapped her hands and Laura rose at once to her feet. The Professor obediently crossed the room for his hat. "I am convinced," he said, "that our friend Quest's advice is good.
"See that you lead us there. There will be trouble, mind, if you don't." Craig made no reply. He rode off in front of the little troop, covered all the time by Quest's revolver. Very soon they were out of the jungle and in the open desert. Quest looked behind him uneasily. "To judge by the row those fellows are making," he remarked, "I should think that they've found Feerda already."
No one has used it for a hundred years. He found it, learnt the trick " "You mean," Quest cried "He has escaped!" the Professor broke in. "Craig has escaped again! They are searching for him high and low, but he has gone!" Quest's arm tightened for a moment in Lenora's. It was curious how he seemed to have lost at that moment all sense of proportion.
There were a dozen men drinking around the bar and in the centre of them Red Gallagher and his mate. They seemed to be all shouting together, and the air was thick with tobacco smoke. Quest walked right up to the two men. "Gallagher," he said, "you're my prisoner. Are you coming quietly?" Gallagher's mate, who was half drunk, swung round and fired a wild shot in Quest's direction.
Lenora shivered. "I'll be glad when we get away from here," she declared, clinging to Quest's arm. "That Chinaman hates Laura like poison, and I'm afraid of him." Quest nodded. "She does seem to have put his back up," he agreed. "As to going on, I think we might just as well move tomorrow. My arm's all right." "And I'm quite well," Lenora asserted eagerly.
A shot from the tangled mass of struggling limbs whistled past Quest's head as he sprang to the window which overlooked the track. The freight had already almost passed. Quest steadied himself for a supreme effort, crawled out on to the little steel bridge and poised himself for a moment. The last car was just beneath. The gap between it and the previous one was slipping by.
But she received it coldly and kept herself secluded. Quest's memorandum advised her, she had no claim. Nor, indeed, had her right to them been good in law, would she have retained them, seeing that they were a price wrung from her late lover under threat of an action that could not be brought.
I'm through, am I?... Hullo, Inspector?" A rare expression of joy suddenly transfigured Quest's face. He was gazing downward into the little mirror. "You've found Lenora, then, Inspector?" he exclaimed. "Bully for you!... What do I mean? What I say! You forget that I am a scientific man, French. No end of appliances here you haven't had time to look at.
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