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Updated: July 10, 2025
Fenwick could have cried aloud, had he been physically able to do so. There was no reason for a light to be struck or the gas to be lighted so that he might see the face of the speaker. Indeed, he recognised the voice far too well for that. A moment later, he was gazing at the impassive face of Felix Zary. "You did not expect to see me," the latter said.
As Zary spoke he moved across the room in the direction of the gas bracket; he laid his hand upon the tap, and a moment later the room was in darkness. There was a sound like the sliding of a window, followed by a sudden rush of cold air, and by the time that Fenwick had found his matches and lighted the gas again there was not so much as a trace of Zary to be seen.
But I am not going to tell you anything about that; you prefer to keep your secrets as far as I am concerned, and I am going to guard mine for the present. I am working to put an end to all this mystery and bother, and I am going to do it my own way. Anyway, I will see Zary for you and tell him exactly what has happened. In fact, I will go to town this evening for the express purpose.
He could have told Fenwick prosaically what a man with a grasp like his could do in connection with a water pipe. He could have told, also, how he had dogged and watched his victim within the last few hours, with the pertinacity of a bloodhound. But Zary could see how Fenwick was shaken and dazed by some terrible thing which he could not understand.
You are unarmed, and I have not so much as a pocket knife in my possession. I shall not lay a hand upon you I shall not peril my soul for the sake of a creature like you. There are other ways and other methods of which you know nothing." "How did you get here?" Fenwick asked hoarsely. "How did you put that dreadful thing on my table?" Zary smiled in a strange, bland fashion.
I have been hiding myself in my room because I was terrified, and after Charles had gone those men quarrelled so terribly among themselves! I suppose Charles forgot all about me in the excitement of the moment." "Oh, no, he didn't, dear one," Zary said very gently. "He would have come back to you in any case.
Venner has been to see you and has explained to you the meaning of that sheet of blank paper which reached you in an envelope bearing my handwriting." "I have seen Mr. Venner," Zary replied in his smooth, respectful, even voice, "and he explained to me.
Fenwick shot a suspicious glance at Vera, but she was gazing into the fire with a thoughtful look. She was acting her part splendidly; she was deceiving this man who, as a rule, could read the thoughts of most people. "Perhaps you are right," he said doubtfully. "But to make assurance doubly sure you are going to help me out of a difficulty. I suppose you have not forgotten Felix Zary?"
I declare as I stand here with my hand almost touching your flesh that I can scarcely wait for the vengeance, so eager am I to extract the debt that you owe to George Le Fenu and his children." By way of reply, Fenwick dashed his fist full into the face of Zary.
He looked searchingly at the cripple, who was leaning back with eyes half closed. "Hang me, if I can understand you," he muttered. "I am in imminent danger of my life, though I should be safe enough if Felix Zary and yourself were out of the way." "And you are quite capable of putting us out of the way," the cripple said, gently. "Is not that so, my friend?"
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