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It was he who gave me the information about Lord Saltire's feelings." "I see. By the way, that last letter of the Duke's was it found in the boy's room after he was gone?" "No; he had taken it with him. I think, Mr. Holmes, it is time that we were leaving for Euston." "I will order a four-wheeler. In a quarter of an hour we shall be at your service. If you are telegraphing home, Mr.
It was then that we ascertained that Lord Saltire had not been alone in his flight. Heidegger, the German master, was missing. His room was on the second floor, at the farther end of the building, facing the same way as Lord Saltire's. His bed had also been slept in; but he had apparently gone away partly dressed, since his shirt and socks were lying on the floor.
"Then how could you know?" "I have had some confidential talks with Mr. James Wilder, his Graces secretary. It was he who gave me the information about Lord Saltire's feelings." "I see. By the way, that last letter of the Dukes was it found in the boy's room after he was gone?" "No, he had taken it with him. I think, Mr. Holmes, it is time that we were leaving for Euston."
It was then that we ascertained that Lord Saltire had not been alone in his flight. Heidegger, the German master, was missing. His room was on the second floor, at the farther end of the building, facing the same way as Lord Saltire's. His bed had also been slept in, but he had apparently gone away partly dressed, since his shirt and socks were lying on the floor.
There were no signs that anyone had entered the room, and it is quite certain that anything in the nature of cries, or a struggle, would have been heard, since Caunter, the elder boy in the inner room, is a very light sleeper. "When Lord Saltire's disappearance was discovered I at once called a roll of the whole establishment, boys, masters, and servants.
She had been talking about Lord Saltire's going up to London to vote upon some question in the House of Lords. "Perhaps, Dr. Munro," said she, turning acidly upon me, "that is also an institution which has not been fortunate enough to win your approval." "It is a question, Lady Saltire, which I should much prefer not to discuss," I answered.
This was my Lord Gules, Lord Saltire's grandson and heir: a very young, short, sandy-haired and tobacco-smoking nobleman, who cannot have left the nursery very long, and who, though he accepted the honest Major's invitation to the Evergreens in a letter written in a school-boy handwriting, with a number of faults of spelling, may yet be a very fine classical scholar for what I know: having had his education at Eton, where he and young Ponto were inseparable.
There were no signs that anyone had entered the room, and it is quite certain that anything in the nature of cries or ones struggle would have been heard, since Caunter, the elder boy in the inner room, is a very light sleeper. "When Lord Saltire's disappearance was discovered, I at once called a roll of the whole establishment boys, masters, and servants.
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