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Updated: June 11, 2025
Isn't it better for him to have his friends all around him, as he has here, than to sit up in his drawing-room in business hours with never a soul to speak to? Such men as Mr. Weatherley, Chetwode, or as Mr. Weatherley's father was, don't retire. If they do, it means the end." "Well, I'm sorry to hear what you tell me," Arnold said. "I haven't seen much of Mr.
"Did you make any discoveries?" asked Arnold. Sabatini shook his head. "None," he confessed. "As an investigator I was a failure. However, I must say that I prosecuted my inquiries in one direction only. It may interest you to know that I have come to the conclusion that Mr. Weatherley's disappearance is not connected in any way with the matters of which we spoke this morning."
Weatherley. Arnold even took down his hat and walked aimlessly up the street to the spot where Mr. Weatherley had left the motor car. The policeman on duty had heard nothing of any accident. The shoe-black, at the top of the steps leading down to the wharves, remembered distinctly Mr. Weatherley's alighting at the usual hour.
This gentleman, whose former career had been of a most remarkable order, was, on the annexation of the country, found in the public prison charged with having committed various offences, but on Colonel Weatherley's interesting himself strongly on his behalf, he was eventually released without trial.
"Now you mention it," Arnold replied, "I certainly have noticed that he was very strange in his manner this morning. He seemed very upset about that Rosario murder. Mr. Rosario was at his house the other night, you know. Were they great friends, do you think?" Mr. Jarvis shook his head. "Not at all," he said. "He was simply, I believe, one of Mrs. Weatherley's society acquaintances.
She says that you seem to look upon us as a sort of adventurer and adventuress people who live by their wits, you understand, from hour to hour, without character or reputation. She is quite sure, in her own mind, that you believe Mr. Weatherley's absence to be due to our secret and criminal machinations."
"I mention it," he said, "so that you may understand that my remarks to you are not dictated by curiosity or impertinence. Mr. Weatherley's behavior and mode of life has been entirely changed, Chetwode, since his marriage." "I can understand that," Arnold replied, with a faint smile. What, indeed, had so beautiful a creature as Fenella to do with Samuel Weatherley of Tooley Street! "Mrs.
Marshall, I said, as I warmed the beef-tea with some difficulty in a small broken pipkin, 'do you know of any strong capable girls who would clean up the place a little for me? 'There is Weatherley's eldest girl Hope still at home, she replied, after a moment's hesitation, 'but her mother will not let her work without pay.
Weatherley's desk was as yet untouched. "Any idea where the governor is?" the cashier asked. "He's nearly half an hour late." Arnold glanced at the clock. "Mr. Weatherley is spending the week-end down the river," he said. "I dare say the trains up are a little awkward." Mr. Jarvis looked at him curiously. "How do you happen to know that?" "I was there yesterday for a short time," Arnold told him.
"Well, well," he said, "I hope the governor will soon be here, anyway. There are a lot of things I want to ask him about this morning." A telephone bell at Arnold's desk began to ring. Arnold lifted the receiver to his ear. "Is that Mr. Weatherley's office?" a familiar voice inquired. "Good morning, Mrs. Weatherley," he replied. "This is the office, and I am Arnold Chetwode.
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