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"Naturally," said the professor. "Your whole investigation seems to be for the purpose of proving Sir John innocent," I said. "Why were you so anxious to have him arrested?" "Pardon me, my one idea is to get at the truth. Always be careful of your premises, Wigan. That is the first essential for a logical conclusion. Zena has said that because a dog has a bad name I want to hang him.
I got back from Grange Park soon after two o'clock, had a couple of sandwiches and a glass of wine in the Euston Road, and then took a taxi to Chelsea. Zena and the professor were already in the private room, Zena doing nothing. Quarles engaged in some proposition of Euclid, apparently. On the writing table were a revolver and some cartridges.
It is a very good weapon by a small maker. Curiously enough the thief's weapon was exactly like it." "That may be a coincidence," said Zena. "It may be, but I prefer to think it a significant fact," the professor returned; "but we'll go back to the theory again for the moment. I was very interested in Crosland and his sister, they were not exceedingly unlike each other.
He mentioned this very thing to me three years ago, and I thought then there was some one in his past of whom he was afraid." "And his past seems to be a closed book," I returned. "Eva Wilkinson must be between eighteen and nineteen," Zena remarked. "Kidnaping a girl of that age is a different thing from kidnaping a child." "True!" said Quarles.
But Pupkin felt that what ordinary people dare not do, heroes are allowed to attempt. He would propose to Zena, and more than that, he would tell her in a straight, manly way that he was rich and take the consequences. And he did it. That night on the piazza, where the hammock hangs in the shadow of the Virginia creeper, he did it.
He had spent some hours with Lanning at the works, I knew, but if he had tapped any other sources of information he did not mention them. He was still engaged in his cubist's drawings when the telephone bell rang. "I'll go," he said as Zena jumped up; "I am expecting a message." He went into the hall, and when he returned told us that Lanning and Nixon were on their way to Chelsea.
As had often happened before, Quarles's manner of shutting me up annoyed me, but when you have to deal with an eccentric it is no use expecting him to travel in an ordinary orbit. To obviate unnecessary repetition I shall give the result of my inquiries as I related it to Quarles and Zena when I went to Chelsea that night. "You look satisfied and successful, Wigan," said the professor.
"A master mind, Wigan," Quarles remarked, "and it is just as well not to have her as a neighbor. Your wound is not likely to put off your wedding?" "No." "A little better aim and she would have put it off altogether." "Don't be so horrible," said Zena. "A fact, my dear. Murray has been very keen about getting: hold of facts in this case, so I mention one.
"I can see a possibility of immense subtlety on her part," I said. "That is to be deceived by a crossing line, which ought not to deceive you, which leads only into a siding," said Quarles. "We have to remember that there was a bag, and that it has disappeared" "She may have made a mistake and left it somewhere else," said Zena.
On a paper pad the professor was making odd diagrams which might have represented a cubist's idea of an aeroplane collision; Zena was looking at her hands as if she had discovered something new and unfamiliar about them; and I was turning the leaves of my pocket book, hoping to get an inspiration. "The man-servant," said Zena, breaking the silence, which had lasted a long time.
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