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Forbes, I may tell you at once that I don't believe you. It is more than any Home Secretary dare do, and if you harbor any lingering doubts on the point, go to Mr. Theydon's telephone, ring up the Home Office, and tell the gentleman at the other end of the wire exactly what I have said. Of course you really don't mean anything of the sort.
Glancing at his watch, he rose when Theydon's revelations came to an end. "I'll just go and ring up the Yard," he said. "There may be news. When Furneaux starts off in full cry it is a wary fox that escapes him. I only wish you and I had traveled from Victoria in company, Mr. Theydon; Wong Li Fu would now have been in custody. However, we'll get him.
"I often pull it up when I want to lower the dust bin." "Can you do it now?" Bates looked surprised at first, then thoughtful. Theydon's words had suggested a new idea. He opened the panel, tugged vigorously at a rope, and soon the lift itself, a sort of large cupboard, open at the side, came in view. "By gum!" he muttered, gazing at its spacious depths, "I never thought of that."
When she went away on Monday she left it here, bein' afraid of losin' it. Of course, she took it on Tuesday mornin', and after goin' from one fit of hysterics into another she gev it to us again." Theydon's face was eloquent of the serious view of this avowal. "Did you tell the police?" he said. "No, sir. My missus an' me clean forgot all about it." "So, while Mrs.
Little wonder, therefore, that the driver of the taxi should gaze quizzically after Theydon's alert figure as it vanished in the stairway of Innesmore Mansions. "Got the hump, an' pretty bad," soliloquized the man. "Gimme a bob over the fare, an' all, so can't be stony. But Lord love a duck, you never can tell!"
He uttered no word until the three were seated in Theydon's room, and his expression was so woebegone that it stirred even the mercurial Jerseyite to pity. "I imagine that a cup of coffee will do you also a world of good," he said. Then, whirling round on Theydon, he stuck a question into him as if each word was a stiletto. "Where do you get your coffee?"
He has just left me." "Ah, if only I had known, and had given you a call before ringing up the city!" "What is it? Can I do anything?" "It's Miss Evelyn, sir." "Yes, what of her?" "She's gone, sir." Theydon's heart apparently stopped for a second, and then raced madly into tumultuous action again. "Gone! Good Lord, man, what do you mean?" he almost groaned. "A telegram came from Mrs.
Naturally, she had to place an arm on Theydon's back to permit of her head approaching near enough to the telephone. Thus, the three heads were almost touching each other; if an artist had been present he would have obtained a study in facial expressions worthy of Phil May or Guerrido. Handyside, of course, had heard Theydon's gleeful exclamation.
If you mean that, judging from the interval of time between my seeing him at the corner and the sound of footsteps on the stairs, followed by the opening of the door at No. 17, it could be he, I accept that." Winter nodded again. Apparently he was content with Theydon's correction. "As the weather was bad, you probably hurried in when your cab stopped?" he said.
An experienced man of the world like Forbes could hardly fail to see that he was in a false position, and that any persistent attempt to browbeat the detective would not only meet with utter failure but might possibly compromise him gravely. "That was a simple matter," he said. "Mrs. Lester's servant left her key in Mr. Theydon's establishment.
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