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Updated: June 15, 2025


Such a "don't-touch-me-or-I-shall-vanish" manner you don't come across often even in Park Lane, and I soon saw that whatever else happened, Joseph, the valet, as they called him, and Lal Britten, the "shuffer," were never going to the North Pole together. "If it's doing nothing," said I at last, "Mr. Colmacher won't have cause to complain of his driver. Am I to call again, or will he send for me?"

"Another shuffer kem a bit later an' axed the same thing," went on the man, "but he didn't have no car, an' he left no word about callin' again." "Excellent!" said Medenham. "Now please go and tell Captain Devar that I wish to see him." "Here?" "Yes. I cannot leave my car. He must be at liberty, as he is in evening dress, and the ladies will not come downstairs under half an hour."

"Who brought it this time, Jason?" inquired Jimmie Dale quietly. "Not the young person, begging your pardon, not the young lady, sir. A shuffer in a big automobile. 'Your master at once, he says, and shoves the letter into my hand, and was off." "Very good, Jason," said Jimmie Dale. "You may go." The door closed.

"The gentleman went along the Hereford Road, he did, yesterday mornin'. He kem back, too, wiv a shuffer, an' he's a-stayin' at the Symon's Yat Hotel." Peter Vanrenen frowned, and Cynthia vanished, to be replaced by the Wall Street speculator who had "made a pyramid in Milwaukees." Whence, then, had Cynthia telephoned?

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