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In the silence which followed upon Ayscough's obvious doubt about answering this direct question, Levendale let out a sharp, half-irritable exclamation: "In God's name!" he said, "who is this young man? What does he know about the diamond and the money?" Yada turned and faced his questioner and suddenly smiling, thrust his hand in his breast pocket and drew out a card-case.
Yada might have some good reason for wishing to see Chen Li's dead body, and have taken advantage of the detective's card to visit it. This extraordinary conduct might be explained. But meanwhile Ayscough could not afford to neglect a chance, and tired as he was, he set out to find the driver of the taxicab whose number he had carefully set down in his notebook.
A decanter stood on the table at his elbow; a syphon of mineral water reared itself close by; a tumbler was within reach of Mr. Yada's slender yellowish fingers. "Servant, sir!" said Ayscough. "Detective Sergeant Ayscough of the Criminal Investigation Department friend of mine, this, sir, Mr. Yada, I believe Mr. Mori Yada?" Mr. Yada smiled again, and without rising, indicated two chairs.
"This one no longer is" i.e., 'alive'. These, in Hindu physiology, are the three humours of the body always contending for mastery over the vital forces. Bhima had vowed to slay the sons of Dhritarashtra; therefore, Abhimanyu liked not to falsify his uncle's vow by himself slaying any of them. Instead of yat in the beginning of the second line, yada would be better.
Sly, smooth, crafty men so they had been described by Mr. Mori Yada: Lauriston's opinion coincided with that of the Japanese, on first, outer evidence and impression. They were middle-aged, plump men who might be, and probably were, twins, favouring mutton chop whiskers, and good linen and black neckcloths they might have been strong, highly- respectable butlers.
He felt that Yada was yielding oppressed by a fear of the unknown. But suddenly Yada paused drawing back from the hand which Melky had kept on his arm. "What are you after?" he demanded. "What is your game, eh? You think to alarm me! what do you want?" "Nothing unreasonable, mister," answered Melky. "You'll easily satisfy me. Game? Come, now, mister I know your game!
I saw him. Now I know. Chen Li!" "Well?" said Ayscough. Yada suddenly twisted round in his chair, and slowly glanced at the listening men on either side of the desk. They were cool, bold, half- insolent eyes which received face after face, showing no recognition of any until they encountered Melky Rubinstein's watchful countenance.
"I want to speak to you on that little affair of last night, you know. I suppose you are discussing it with these gentlemen? Well, perhaps I can now give you some information that will be useful." "Glad to hear anything, Mr. Yada," said Ayscough, who was striving hard to conceal his surprise. "Anything that you can tell us. You've heard something during the night, then?"
With the briefest exchange of glances with Stephen Purvis, Levendale pulled out a cheque-book, dashed off a cash cheque, and handed it over to the Japanese, who slipped it into his waistcoat pocket. "Now your information!" said Levendale. "To be sure," replied Yada. "Very well. Chang Li has the diamond and the money. And he is at this moment where he has been for some days, in hiding.
But he discharged his own duties, and watched Yada intently and failed to see one single sign of anything beyond ordinary interest in his impassive face. "So there it is, sir," concluded Ayscough.
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