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Updated: May 5, 2025
I am eager for next Sunday's article, and as long as these papers continue I shall read them with avidity. I detect in every paragraph that genuine passion for literature which is so rare, and which is the only thing worth living the life of letters for. Pardon my intrusion, and accept my thanks once more. Believe me to be, faithfully yours, Undershaw, Hindhead, Haslemere
However, now they've stormed him they've smoked him out like a wasp's nest. My goodness he did buzz! Undershaw found a man badly hurt, lying on the road by the bridge bicycle accident run over too, I believe and carried him into the Tower, willy-nilly!" The speaker chuckled. "Melrose was away. Old Dixon said they should only come in over his body but was removed.
It was of Faversham that he was chiefly thinking. When he had first proposed his companionship, the day after the murder, it had been quietly accepted, with a softened look of surprise, and he and Undershaw had since kept watch over a bewildered man, protecting him as far as they could from the hostile world at his gates.
It was from Undershaw, who, on leaving Duddon the night before, had motored back to the Tower, and taken Faversham in charge. The act bore testimony to the little doctor's buffeted but still surviving regard for this man, whom he had pulled from the jaws of death.
And the muddy footmarks in the house and on the terrace!" "Don't mistake me, for heaven's sake," said Undershaw, quickly. "It is impossible that Faversham should have fired the shot! But in the present state of public opinion you will easily imagine what else may be said.
Their pony must have seven-leagued boots, to have caught you up in this time." "Oh! I was overtaken by Undershaw, and he kept me talking. He told me the most extraordinary thing! You've no idea what's been happening at the Tower. That old brute Melrose! But I say !" He made a dash across the room. "What's the matter?" "I must go and put those pictures away, in case "
Melrose went to the windows, and with a physical strength which amazed his companion unshuttered and opened them all, helped by Undershaw. One of them was a glass door leading down by steps to the garden outside. Melrose dragged the heavy iron shutter which closed it open, and then, panting, looked round at his companion. "Will this do for you?"
"All right," said Undershaw; "I'll walk by you a bit. Turn her up your road." The beautiful mare quieted down, and presently the two were in close talk, while the motor left to itself blazed on the lonely moorland road. Undershaw was describing a visit he had paid that morning to old Brand, the bailiff, who was now quietly and uncomplainingly losing hold on life.
"I defended my house against your attack. But that's done with. And why you should hurry this poor fellow now into new quarters, in his present state, when he might stay quietly here till he is strong enough for a railway journey, I cannot conceive!" Undershaw, remembering the first encounter between them, could not prevent his smile becoming a grin. "I am delighted Mr.
Mrs. Dixon coming with the brandy in her hand was stopped by a gesture from Faversham. "No use!" He touched Dixon on the shoulder. "Dixon this is murder! You must go at once for Doctor Undershaw and the police. Take the motor. Mrs. Dixon and I will stay here. But first tell me after I spoke to you here did you go in to Mr. Melrose?" "I knocked, sir.
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