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A very few minutes sufficed. Mrs. Vandemeyer was dead must have been dead some hours. She had evidently died in her sleep. "If that isn't the cruellest luck," cried Julius in despair. The lawyer was calmer, but there was a curious gleam in his eyes. "If it is luck," he replied. "You don't think but, say, that's plumb impossible no one could have got in." "No," admitted the lawyer.
You will realize that one of these days perhaps sooner than you think!" "In the meantime, you are going about everywhere with Peel Edgerton. Not only is he, perhaps, the most celebrated K.C. in England, but his special hobby is criminology! It is madness!" "I know that his eloquence has saved untold men from the gallows," said Mrs. Vandemeyer calmly. "What of it?
Nothing happened and, after waiting some minutes, Tuppence pressed the bell again, keeping her finger on the button for some little while. At last she heard footsteps inside, and a moment later Mrs. Vandemeyer herself opened the door. She lifted her eyebrows at the sight of the girl. "You?" "I had a touch of toothache, ma'am," said Tuppence glibly.
Mrs. Vandemeyer lifted her lids. She seemed to be struggling to speak. Tuppence bent over her. "Don't leave " she seemed unable to proceed, murmuring something that sounded like "sleepy." Then she tried again. Tuppence bent lower still. It was only a breath. "Mr. Brown " The voice stopped. But the half-closed eyes seemed still to send an agonized message.
I guess they thought I was asleep, but my eyes weren't quite shut, and suddenly I saw the nice-looking man get something out of his bag and hand it to Mrs. Vandemeyer, and as he did so he WINKED.... "I can't tell you how that wink sort of froze me through and through. My only thought was to get out in the corridor as quick as ever I could. I got up, trying to look natural and easy.
Still, I suppose the girl must have been in the habit of calling her by her full name. And, at the moment she was crying out to her, Mrs. Vandemeyer was either dead or dying! Curious! There are one or two points that strike me as being obscure their sudden change of attitude towards yourself, for instance. By the way, the house was raided, of course?" "Yes, sir, but they'd all cleared out."
It was no part of the programme to have attention called to her presence in the neighbourhood, but Albert was purple with suppressed excitement. "I say, miss, she's a-going!" "Who's going?" demanded Tuppence sharply. "The crook. Ready Rita. Mrs. Vandemeyer. She's a-packing up, and she's just sent down word for me to get her a taxi." "What?" Tuppence clutched his arm. "It's the truth, miss.
"You are still," said Tuppence with admiration. Mrs. Vandemeyer shook her head. There was a strange gleam in her electric-blue eyes. "Not beautiful enough," she said in a soft dangerous voice. "Not beautiful enough! And sometimes, lately, I've been afraid.... It's dangerous to know too much!" She leaned forward across the table.
For the time being they were baffled, and could do nothing. Tuppence related how Mrs. Vandemeyer had declared herself willing to disclose the identity of Mr. Brown, and how she had consented to discover and reveal to them the whereabouts of Jane Finn. Julius was congratulatory. "That's all right, Miss Tuppence. Splendid!
Tuppence pulled herself together with an effort. Her voice shook a little, but she spoke out bravely. "Come now," she said. "This is nonsense. You can't shoot me. Why, every one in the building would hear the report." "I'd risk that," said Mrs. Vandemeyer cheerfully. "But, as long as you don't sing out for help, you're all right and I don't think you will. You're a clever girl.
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