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"Matthews had a look at Strangwise's companions, and seeing Bellward, of course, takes him for you. As for the lady, she had a black lace muffler wound about her face. "'Miss Mackwayte's coming with us, Matthews, Strangwise says, seeing Matthews look at the lady. That removed the last of any lurking suspicions that old Matthews might have had.
Bellward swore savagely. "We've searched the garden and not found him: we've ransacked the house from top to bottom without result. The fellow's not here; but by God, he'll be here presently with a bunch of police, and then it'll be too late! For the last time, Strangwise, will you clear out?" There was a moment's pause. Then Desmond heard Strangwise's clear, calm voice.
He let himself noiselessly down and landing on his feet without mishap, darted out of the yard gate. As he did so, he heard the inn door open and Strangwise's voice cry out: "Who's that?" But Desmond heeded not. He dashed out upon the fen. Before he had gone a dozen paces the fog had swallowed up inn and all.
Once he had gained the steps Desmond calculated that the side of the house would shelter him from Strangwise's view. He turned these things over in his mind in the twinkling of an eye; for all his life he had been used to quick decision and quick action.
"Between him and this girl here I think we ought to be able to recover Strangwise's lost property for him!" "But you haven't got Okewood yet!" observed the lady in a mocking voice. The man looked evilly at her, his heavy, fat chin set square. "But we shall get him, never fear. With a little bird-lime as attractive as this " He broke off and jerked his head in the direction of Barbara.
And lastly I give you my word that I shall make it my personal duty to see that you are not shot by clean-handed British soldiers, but strung up by the neck by the common hangman as the murderer that you are!" Strangwise's face underwent an extraordinary change. His suavity vanished, his easy smile disappeared and he looked balefully across the table as the other fearlessly confronted him.
The maid, noiselessly arranging Madame's dresses in the corner opened it. "You will take care of it well for me," the dancer said to Barbara, and her voice vibrated with a surprising eagerness, "you will guard it preciously until I come for it..." She laughed and added carelessly: "Because it is a family treasure, a life mascotte of mine, hein?" Then they heard Strangwise's deep voice outside.
The bath had made a new man of him. Save for a large bump on the back of his head he was none the worse for Strangwise's savage blow. The attendant having packed Bellward's apparel in the suit-case in which Desmond's clothes had come from the club, Desmond left the suit-case in the man's charge and strolled out into the soft air of a perfect afternoon.
He had no idea of what his plans were. He only knew that he was going back to France, and that it was his business to get on the leave-boat that night. As he passed along the thickly carpeted, silent corridor to his room, he saw the door of Strangwise's room standing ajar. He pushed open the door and walked in unceremoniously. A suitcase stood open on the floor with Strangwise bending over it.
"Didn't you know, Barling, hadn't you heard, about Captain Strangwise's escape from a German prisoners of war camp?" "No, sir!" replied the gunner. "There was a good deal about it in the papers." "I've not got much eddication, sir," said Barling, "that's w'y I never took the stripe and I don't take much account of the newspapers an' that's a fact!" "Well, go on!" the Chief bade him.
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