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Incidentally, I may mention that when I thus took an observation of the parlour I noticed that on an old oak chest, standing by the wainscoting and immediately behind the Mayor's chair and desk, lay the rapier which was produced at the inquest, and with which he, undoubtedly, was killed. "I suddenly heard the handle of the door into the corridor turned, then Wallingford's voice.
"I'd forgotten that," said Mrs. Saumarez. "And you'd have to give up your work in London journalism, isn't it?" "I've thought of that," said Brent. "Well, I've had a pretty good spell at it, and I'm not so keen about keeping on it any longer. There's other work literary work I'd prefer. And I'm not dependent on it any way I've got means of my own, and now Wallingford's left me a good lot of money.
"Anyway the matter I called you on last night. Can you get those specs for me?" "Sure, Wally. Hold on." He punched the hold button and rang for his secretary as Wallingford's face vanished. When the girl's face came on, he said: "Helen, get me the cargo specs on the William Branchell Section Twelve, pages 66 to 74."
That individual, however, did not choose to regard himself as referred to, and made no sign. But Mr. Wallingford was not the man to let a deliberate purpose fall to the ground. He had come with the intention of objecting to Dewey's presence at the conference, and to insist upon his retiring, as a preliminary to business. No one replying to Mr. Wallingford's remark, he said, further
This was enough to let me know how well Lucy understood the reason of Grace's withdrawal to Clawbonny. "And how was it with Miles Wallingford's name?" some of my fair readers may be ready to ask. I went carefully through the package in the course of the evening, and I set aside two, as the only exceptions in which my name did not appear.
But I will not throw a single straw in the way of its passing to the legal heirs of my brother's wife, if any are in existence and can be found." "But you will keep this secret until Mr. Wallingford's return?" I urged. "I do not see that wrong to any one can follow such a delay," she answered. "Yes, I will keep the secret."
But he was on his crutches, and said feelingly, "Heaven forbid that I should receive the daughter of my old friend with so little respect." He took the girl's face into his hands, and looked earnestly into her eyes. "Yes," he resumed gently, "you are Sidney Wallingford's child. God bless you, my dear," and he kissed her lightly on the forehead.
Marble was very good to me, in spite of his nor-west face, and never let slip an occasion to give a useful hint. I believe my exertions on the outward-bound passage fully equalled expectations, and the officers had a species of pride in helping to make Captain Wallingford's son worthy of his honourable descent.
Jackson refused to answer this question, and his actions showed that he did not care to talk further about his roommate. When Lieutenant Corbin heard of Jackson's actions he at once went to 222 West Ninth Street and arrested Walling, when he was subjected to a rigid examination by the officer. "Were you in Wallingford's saloon with Jackson and a girl last Friday night?" was asked.
"Can you account for Jackson and Walling the night preceding the finding of the body?" "Only up to the time they entered the cab at Wallingford's saloon. Then all traces are lost. Neither Jackson nor Walling was seen or can give any satisfactory account of their whereabouts from 7 p. m. of Friday to 3 a. m. Saturday." "Have you any other evidence?"
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