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The coiners had been removed to the Rexton cells, and only Hale remained under the charge of Mrs. Barnes and Dr. Slane. The body of Twining lay in the dining-room of the villa. A policeman was on guard at the door of the villa, and two remained at the forked passage.
He'll probably come round all right. Emily is going to watch him and I'll go up to Rexton and send Dr. Ames down." "Do you know who that man you have saved is?" asked Lynde. "No. I asked him his name but could not get any sensible answer." "I can tell you who he is he is Frank Harmon." Alan stared at her. "Frank Harmon. Your your the man you married? Impossible!" "It is he.
"Do you suspect the house was set on fire?" "Of course I do. Even though the weather is hot, I don't think this can be a case of spontaneous combustion. Probably some tramp " "No," said Jennings decisively, "it is strange you should come to me with this news. One of my men has lately been here, and he tells me that a man was arrested near Rexton last night for passing false money.
If he had hunted that feeling down he might have been surprised to discover that it had its origin in a curious gratification over the thought that the woman who lived with Lynde had a certain refinement about her. He preferred her unsmiling dourness to vulgar garrulity. "Are you the young minister up at Rexton?" she asked bluntly. "Yes." "I thought so.
How is it possible that I have lived in Rexton for six months and never heard of her or of that house? Well, I daresay there's some simple explanation of it all. The place may have been unoccupied until lately probably it is the summer residence of people who have only recently come to it. I'll ask Mrs. Danby. She'll know if anybody will.
She faced him again, and if Alan had been a vain man he might have thought that admiration looked from her piercing eyes. "What do you think of us? I suppose they've told you tales of us up there?" with a scornful gesture of her hand in the direction of Rexton. "Do you believe them?"
The bottle of petroleum he had in his possession was empty, and " "Yes! I heard all that. Where is he now?" The inspector named a place near Rexton where the man had been incarcerated, pending being brought before the magistrate. "I am going that way," said the inspector. "If you like to come " "I'll come," said Jennings. "I intended to see this man.
They had to do with Maraquito. Since her flight from the Soho house nothing had been heard of her, although every inquiry had been made. Guessing that Jennings knew much more than was suspected, she was wise enough not to go to the Rexton factory, and congratulated herself on her foresight when she read the accounts of the raid in the papers.
Much of it he mentally dismissed as improbable surmise, but the basic facts were probably as Mrs. Danby had reported them. He had known that the girl of the shore could be no commonplace, primly nurtured young woman. "Has no effort ever been made to bring these people into touch with the church?" he asked absently. "Bless you, yes. Every minister that's ever been in Rexton has had a try at it.
But, unexpectedly, a constable seeing the inspector, came hurriedly towards him, saluting as he spoke. "Please, sir, you're wanted at the station," he said. "A message was sent to Rexton." "I have just come from Rexton. What is it?" "That man who was arrested for coining, sir?" "What about him?" asked the inspector, while Jennings listened with all his ears.
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