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Saffron's case since I left you." "I thought you might. I suppose 'Morocco' put you on the scent? And I suppose, too, that you looked at that wretched bit of paper?" "I I thought of it " Here Mary was slightly embarrassed. "You'd have been more than human if you hadn't. I was out again after it in five minutes as soon as I missed it; you'd gone, but I concluded you'd seen it.
"But, as you see, there's nothing much there now." But then the undertaker, worthy man, could not see through the carpet, or through the lid of Captain Duggle's grave. That was full fuller than it had been at any period of its history. In it lay the wealth, the scepter, and the trappings of dead Majesty. For wherein did Mr. Saffron's dead Majesty differ from the dead Majesty of other Kings?
"If I know you, I think you would rather enjoy being able to keep your secret. You like having the laugh of people. I know that myself, Mr. Beaumaroy." She exchanged a smile with him. "You want a death certificate from me," she added. "I suppose I do," Beaumaroy agreed. "In the sort of terms in which I described Mr. Saffron's death to Captain Alec?
Receiving her nod of acquiescence, he stepped softly up the stairs, and she heard him open a door above; she knew it was that of Mr. Saffron's bedroom, where she had visited the old man. She waited, now with a sudden sense of suspense. It was very quiet in the cottage. Beaumaroy was down again in a minute. "It is as I feared," he said quietly. "He has got up again, and gone into the Tower.
Saffron's occasional outbursts of temper, these being in the nature of the case and within the terms of the contract; nor, finally, by reason of Beaumaroy's airy insolence, since from his youth up the Sergeant was hardened to unfavorable comments on his personal appearance, trifling vulgarities which a man of sense could afford to ignore.
He was amazed at this violent and threatening interruption. He gave a funny little skip backwards on the dais; his heel came thereby in contact with the high hassock on which Mr. Saffron's feet rested. The hassock was shifted; one foot fell from it on to the dais, and Mr. Saffron's body fell a little forward from out of the deep recess of his great chair.
Even supposing your evidence which, of course, I wanted in case of need had been satisfactory, a fight with the Radbolts would have been unpleasant. Worse than that as long as I lived I should have been blackmailed by Sergeant Hooper, who knew Mr. Saffron's condition, though he didn't know about the money here.
The matter concerns your patient just as much as myself, or I wouldn't trouble you with it, at any rate I shouldn't venture to so early in our acquaintance. I want you to consider yourself as Mr. Saffron's medical adviser, and, also, to try to imagine yourself my friend." "I've every inclination to be your friend, but I hardly know you, Mr. Beaumaroy." "And feel a few doubts about me?
She dropped it again where she had found it, and made off home with guilty swiftness. Yes, there had been, this time, a distinctly metallic ring in old Mr. Saffron's voice. When Mary arrived home, she found Cynthia and Captain Alec still in possession of the drawing-room; their manner accused her legitimate entry into the room of being an outrageous intrusion.
Yet they approached nearer; they came to the edge and stood looking in. As though he could not believe the mere sight of his eyes, big Neddy crouched down, reached out his hand, and took up Mr. Saffron's scepter. With a look of half-scared amazement he held it up for his companion's inspection. Mike eyed it uneasily, but his thoughts were getting back to business.
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