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Wrent?" asked Lucian, going straight to the point. "I don't know," replied Rhoda; and henceforth the examination proceeded as though the girl were in the witness-box and Lucian counsel for the prosecution. Q. When did he come to Jersey Street? A. At the end of July, last year. Q. When did he go away? A. The morning after Boxing Day. Q. Can you describe his appearance?
"Because I fancy he has something to do with this crime." "Lord!" groaned Mrs. Bensusan. "'Ave I waited on a murderer?" "I don't say he is a murderer, Mrs. Bensusan, but he knows something likely to put us on the track of the criminal." "What makes ye take up the case?" demanded Rhoda sharply. "Because I know that Mr. Wrent came to board in this house shortly after Mr.
"For my part, I took up my abode in Jersey Street under the name of Wrent, and met Clear outside on occasions when it was necessary for me to see him; but I never entered the house for obvious reasons. "I was constantly afraid lest Clear, in his drunken fits for he was always more or less drunk should reveal our secret, and I took as my bedroom an apartment in Mrs.
"Do you think she knows anything?" "I think she knows everything," replied Lucian with emphasis. "That is why she has run away. If we capture her, and force her to speak, we may be able to arrest Wrent." "Why Wrent?" asked Diana. "Have you forgotten what Mrs. Clear said? I agree with her that he is the assassin, although we can't prove it as yet." "But who is Wrent?"
Lucian felt a tremor pass through his body as the steps of the murderer sounded nearer and clearer. They paused at the door, and then moved towards the window where Mrs. Clear was standing. "Is that you?" said a low voice, which came weirdly out of the darkness. "Yes. I have been waiting for the last half hour, Mr. Wrent," replied the woman in nervous tones. "I am glad you have come."
If he knows who the woman is and he wouldn't buy cloaks for her if he didn't he'll know who this Wrent is. I guess he can supply all information." "Where does he live?" "Number 40, Marquis Street, St. James's. You go and look him up, while I tell poppa what a mean white he is. I guess poppa won't let him come near me again. Pop's an honest man, though he ain't no Washington."
Vrain has defended herself successfully, much in the same way as Count Ferruci has done. Your only chance of getting at the truth lies in discovering Wrent; and unless Rhoda helps you there, I do not see how you can trace the man." "I am of a different opinion," said Link, lying freely to conceal his doubts of success in the matter.
Clear, with her cypher and newspapers, to ask him to meet her in the house where Clear was murdered, and then you'll see if Mark won't turn up in his character of Wrent." "He will not!" cried Diana vehemently. "He will not!" "Mark, when he left me," went on the angry Lydia, "had plenty of hair, and was clean shaven.
"Who is Wrent?" asked Jorce, looking puzzled. "Don't you know the name, Doctor?" "No." "Did Mrs. Clear never mention it?" "Never." "Nor Ferruci?" "No. I never heard the name before," replied Jorce complacently. "Strange!" said Denzil reflectively. "Yet Wrent seems to be at the bottom of the whole plot. Well, never mind, just now. Please continue, my dear Doctor. What did Mrs. Clear say?"
The death of Clear was due to an accident, I admit; but Rhoda has still one person who laments over her, for, although Mrs. Bensusan knows the truth, she always thinks of that red-haired minx as a kind of martyr, who was led into wicked ways by Clyne, alias Wrent." "I am sure Mrs. Clear doesn't think so." "Mrs.
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