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Updated: June 14, 2025
Robert Redmayne is worn out. He has been through terrible times. He shrank at first and nearly collapsed when I came to him. He went on his knees to me. But I was patient and made him understand that I had not come as an enemy." "Is he sane?" asked Bendigo. "He appears to be sane," she answered.
In a word, if I'm not a greenhorn, he'll ask her to marry him as soon as a year is told and he can touch the subject decently." "And you think she will accept him, Mr. Redmayne?" "At present I'd take long odds about it; but he's a volatile devil and may change by that time." Then Bendigo in his turn asked a question.
"It's always interesting to get a thing from every angle," answered Mr. Ganns. "Your brother may have something to tell us." But whether Bendigo's diary might have proved valuable remained a matter of doubt, for when Jenny opened the parcel, it was not there. A blank book and the famous novel were all the parcel contained. "But I packed it myself," said Mr. Redmayne.
It awaited him at New Scotland Yard and, as he took it from the rack, his heart leaped before the well-remembered handwriting. The past very seldom arose to shadow Mark's strenuous present; but now, once more, it seemed that Robert Redmayne was coming between him and his annual holiday.
The war left the three brothers alive; and I had designed first to destroy Bendigo and Albert Redmayne, who had never seen me, and finally deal with my old friend, Robert; but it was he who came at the critical moment as a lamb to the slaughter and so inspired the superb conception now familiar to the civilized world.
"The hard thing before us is this," he said, "to get into touch with Robert Redmayne, or his ghost. There are two sorts of ghost, Mark; the real thing in which you don't believe and concerning which I hold a watching brief; and the manufactured article. Now the manufactured article can be quite as useful to the bulls as the crooks." "You believe in ghosts!" "I didn't say so.
"It is one I have already asked myself," replied Giuseppe. "It is one I have asked my wife. It is a question, however, which I cannot answer, because I do not know enough. There is nobody in the world who knows enough unless it be Robert Redmayne." Ganns nodded and took snuff. "Good," he said. "But what is the question?" asked Albert Redmayne.
Redmayne still declined to eat or drink. "I did both to excess yesterday," he said, "and must rest my ill-used stomach until to-morrow." He was chiefly concerned with Doria and had prepared for him various messages to bookmen in Turin. They sat long and the shadows were lengthening before the old man returned to his apartments.
He slept well after an unusual amount of exercise and emotion; and he rose late. He was dressing at half past eight when there came a chambermaid to the door. "There's a gentleman must see you this instant moment, please, sir," she said. "He's by the name of Mr. Doria and he comes from Captain Redmayne out over at 'Crow's Nest."
It seemed clear that Doria and Redmayne were working to destroy Albert Redmayne for their common advantage. Let the old book lover disappear and Robert and his niece would be the last of the Redmaynes to share the fortune of the vanished brothers.
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