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The clerk in the ticket office was able to say with confidence that he saw Cadogan West whom he knew well by sight upon the Monday night, and that he went to London by the 8:15 to London Bridge. He was alone and took a single third-class ticket. The clerk was struck at the time by his excited and nervous manner.
"What I want," he said, looking up at the ceiling and putting his hands together, "is to discover something about one Remington Kara, a wealthy Greek who has taken a house in Cadogan Square, who has no particular position in London society and therefore has no reason for coming here, who openly expresses his detestation of the climate, who has a magnificent estate in some wild place in the Balkans, who is an excellent horseman, a magnificent shot and a passable aviator."
Who is Cadogan West, and what is he to Mycroft?" "I have it," I cried, and plunged among the litter of papers upon the sofa. "Yes, yes, here he is, sure enough! Cadogen West was the young man who was found dead on the Underground on Tuesday morning." Holmes sat up at attention, his pipe halfway to his lips. "This must be serious, Watson.
The accession of their friends from Cadogan Place contributed to all their intermissions, at any rate, a certain effect of resonance; an effect especially marked by the upshot of a prompt exchange of inquiries between Mrs. Assingham and the Princess.
Of course she had seen them, and of course Lord Holme thought she had not seen them as she had never spoken of them. He went his way rejoicing, and there seemed to be sunshine in the Cadogan Square house. And meanwhile the world was smiling at the apparent triumph of impertinence, and wondering how long it would last, how far it would go.
Policemen, postmen, railway guards, busmen, what good helpful fellows they all are! This one reckoned the whole thing out, how this street was central but dear, and the other was out-of-the-way but cheap, and finally dropped me at a medium shabby-genteel kind of thoroughfare called Cadogan Terrace, with instructions that I was to go down there and see how I liked it.
"You yourself should read a little about these things," he said "read a little and think a little. You would find very much to interest you." "I am sure of it," she answered, almost humbly. "Will you come and see me one day, and talk about it? I live at Number 17, Cadogan Street." "I will come with pleasure," he answered, rising. "Will you forgive me if I leave you now?
In the meantime, I have a commission for you." "Good!" Aynesworth declared. "What is it?" "You will go," Wingrave directed, "to No. 13, Cadogan Street, and you will enquire for Lady Ruth Barrington. If she should be out, ascertain the time of her return, and wait for her." "If she is out of town?" "She is in London," Wingrave answered. "I have seen her from the window this morning.
She pulled the check-string and gave the order, "Home!" In her present condition she felt unable to go into Society. When she got to Cadogan Square she said to the footman who opened the door: "His lordship isn't in yet?" "No, my lady." "Did he say what time he would be in to-night?" "No, my lady." The man paused, then added: "His lordship told Mr. Lucas not to wait up." "Mr.
Colonel Cadogan, with a strong advanced guard, was pushed forward by daybreak on the 11th towards the Scheldt which he reached by eleven, and immediately threw bridges over, across which the whole cavalry and twelve battalions of foot were immediately thrown.
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