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Lyne brought him to the Stores and wanted to give him a job but the man would not accept it. Mr. Lyne once told me that Sam Stay would do anything in the world for him." "Stay thinks you committed the murder," said Tarling bluntly.
"I think I touched him on his tenderest spot poor man his vanity. You yourself know how he sent that criminal to my flat in order to create evidence against me." He nodded. "Did you ever meet Stay before?" he asked. She shook her head. "I think I have heard of him," she said. "I know that Mr. Lyne was interested in a criminal, and that this criminal worshipped him. Once Mr.
"What is it?" asked Whiteside, but the other shook his head. He was not for the moment prepared to reveal his theory. Whiteside leaned back in his chair and for a moment cogitated. "The case from the very beginning is full of contradictions," he said. "Thornton Lyne was a rich man by-the-way, you're a rich man, now, Tarling, and I must treat you with respect." Tarling smiled. "Go on," he said.
Tarling took the papers up and opened them, glanced through page after page, Whiteside sitting patiently by without interrupting. When Tarling had finished the documents, he looked across the table. "Thornton Lyne was killed by Sam Stay," he said, and Whiteside stared at him. "But " he began.
She took the card and read it. "A private detective?" she said in a troubled voice. "Who has sent you? Not Mr. "Not Mr. Lyne," he said. She hesitated a moment, then threw open the door wider. "You must come in. We can talk here in the hall. Do I understand Mr. Lyne has not sent you?" "Mr. Lyne was very anxious that I should come," he said.
I saw him take something out of the drawer and bind it round the chest and I saw him strip off the coat and vest, but not until he had gone out and I came from the recess, did I realise that the man I had killed was dear Mr. Lyne. "I think I must have gone raving mad with grief. I don't know what I did.
He would have suffered himself to be torn limb from limb if in his agony he could have brought ease or advancement to the man who, to him, was one with the gods. Originally, Thornton Lyne had found Sam whilst that artist was engaged in burgling the house of his future benefactor. It was a whim of Lyne's to give the criminal a good breakfast and to evince an interest in his future.
I thought it curious that he should know anything about this girl, but I am inclined to think that Thornton Lyne made this man his confidant." "What about the man?" asked Tarling. "Can he account for his movements last night and early this morning?" "His statement," replied the Commissioner, "is that he saw Mr. Lyne at his flat at nine o'clock, and that Mr.
"I don't want to be happy. What's that got to do with the thing? If you tell me that there's fifty sovereigns buried at the bottom of Lyne Hill there, I'll go and try to dig the hill away and get at them, because the trouble's worth taking; but I don't see the fun of seeking for what you call happiness." "Well, then, Thomas, how much do you expect to make by trouting to-night?"
You're going to throw up a valuable client?" "I don't know how valuable you're likely to be," said Tarling, "but at the present moment the signs are not particularly encouraging. I tell you I do not wish to be associated with this case, Mr. Lyne, and I think there the matter can end." "You don't think it's worth while, eh?" sneered Lyne.
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