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Updated: May 14, 2025
"What is it?" asked Whiteside, but the other shook his head. He was not for the moment prepared to reveal his theory. Whiteside leaned back in his chair and for a moment cogitated. "The case from the very beginning is full of contradictions," he said. "Thornton Lyne was a rich man by-the-way, you're a rich man, now, Tarling, and I must treat you with respect." Tarling smiled. "Go on," he said.
Stay left at five minutes past nine, and at twenty-five minutes to ten exactly half an hour later Lyne himself left the house, driving his two-seater. He was alone, and told the butler he was going to his club." "How was he dressed?" asked Tarling. "That is rather important," nodded the Commissioner.
"They were certain words on red paper, and afterwards you could buy them from the shops, because people desired to have these signs to show to their friends." "Many people carried these things," said Tarling slowly, "and the sign of the 'Cheerful Hearts' was found in the pocket of the murdered man." Ling Chu met the other's eyes with imperturbable calmness.
"Have you " he found a difficulty in framing his words and it seemed to him that she must have guessed what was coming. "Have you a lover?" he asked at length. "What do you mean?" she countered, and there was a note of hauteur in her voice. "I mean this," said Tarling steadily. "What is Mr. Milburgh to you?"
Chinese women are not pretty to the foreigner's eyes, but little Daffodil was like something cast in porcelain, and she had the virtues of a thousand years." Tarling nodded. "She was a good girl?" he repeated, this time speaking in Chinese and using a phrase which had a more delicate shade of meaning. "She lived good and she died good," said the Chinaman calmly.
"Does it enhance or depreciate your position?" Milburgh smiled. "Unhappily," he said, "it enhances my position, because it gives me a greater authority and a greater responsibility. I would that the occasion had never arisen, Mr. Tarling." "I'm sure you do," said Tarling dryly, remembering Lyne's accusations against the other's probity. After a few commonplaces the men parted. Milburgh!
Ling Chu lit the cigarette before he answered, blew out the match and placed it carefully in the ash-tray on the centre of the table. "The man is sleeping on the Terrace of Night," said Ling Chu simply. "Dead?" said the startled Tarling. The Chinaman nodded. "Did you kill him?" Again Ling Chu paused and puffed a cloud of cigarette smoke into the air.
"I'm blest if I know what to think of it," said Whiteside, scratching his head. "We depended upon that telegram to implicate the girl. It breaks a big link in the chain against her." "Supposing it was not already broken," said Tarling almost aggressively. "And it certainly removes the only possible explanation for Lyne going to the flat on the night of the murder.
"The speech of the Englishman offended her, and he called her many bad names because she would not come and sit on his knee; and if he put shame upon her by embracing her before the eyes of men, she was yet good, and she died very honourably." Another interval of silence. "I see," said Tarling quietly.
Tarling had with the late Thornton Lyne I was working late at the office. I was, in fact, clearing up Mr. Lyne's desk. I had occasion to leave the office, and on my return found the place in darkness. I re-connected the light, and then discovered on the desk a particularly murderous looking revolver.
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