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Updated: June 14, 2025


Turold was on his feet by that time, breathing hard, getting back his breath. 'After him quick! he says to me, his face black with rage 'he's got the diamonds. "I ran after him up the beach, but he heard me coming and had the start of me.

The rights of liberty and freedom were in his hands. It needed not that to show Austin Turold how near he stood to the edge of the precipice. The strain of the interview had told on him. This was the first actual buffet of the beast's paw.

The voice of the clergyman intoned the last sad hope of humanity, the final prayer was said, and the mourners turned away, leaving Mrs. Turold to take her rest in a bleak Cornish churchyard among strangers, far from the place of her birth and kindred. The fact would not have troubled her if she had known. In life she had been a nonentity; in death she was not less.

Turold required any more tea. On learning that he did not she withdrew as noiselessly as she had entered. "I see you are looking at our parlour-maid," said Austin Turold, following the direction of his visitor's glance. "She's a strange sort of parlour-maid," admitted the detective. "She reminds me of of " "A study in black and white," suggested his host. "Her face is her fortune.

He rang his bell like a fury, and when I went up he swore he heard the footsteps of Remington just afore, running round the rocks outside of Flint House just as he heard him pattering along the rocks on the island that night. I didn't believe 'un then, but I'm not so sure since. If he's come back to get Turold it's for sure he's still somewhere about, waiting his chance to get me as well.

"My dear Brimsdown" was unusual in one so formal as Robert Turold. But the handwriting was his undoubtedly. Mr. Brimsdown had seen it too often to be mistaken. With the growing idea that the whole thing was confounding to sober sense and reason, he read on "Can you postpone all your other engagements and come to Cornwall on receipt of this?

Brimsdown listened with patient immobility. His long experience of female witnesses withheld him from any effort to hasten the flow of his companion's story. "They were very nice and quiet particularly Mr. Austin Turold," she went on. "The son was more silent and reserved, but we saw very little of him he was out so much. But Mr.

When Turold arrived at Peterborough he brought with him a force of 160 well-armed Normans. Joining the forces of Ivo Taillebois he attacked the Camp of Refuge near Ely. The attacking party was repulsed by Hereward, and Turold taken prisoner, and only liberated upon paying a heavy ransom.

Turold got caught in the storm, and chose to dry his clothes in his room, instead of putting them out for the maid, why should I tell anybody? I did not connect it with his uncle's death. I was under the impression that Mr. Robert Turold had taken his own life. It was not until the detective called to see Mr. Austin Turold that I learnt there was a suspicion of murder.

If we knew more of what happened downstairs yesterday we might be in a better position to judge of that. The case strikes me as a very peculiar one indeed, it has some remarkable features. My first task will be to interview all the persons who were present at yesterday's gathering. Can you tell me if the brothers were on good terms?" "I believe so." "Is Austin Turold a poor man?"

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