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Whiteside shortly. "Will ye please to step in, sir?" He followed her into a narrow passage, and thence into an odd, little three-cornered room; a room furnished in mahogany and green rep, with a few brightly-bound books on the shining round table in the centre, framed oleographs on the walls, stuffed birds in glass cases on the mantel-piece, and a pervading odour of paraffin.
Barby immediately related the adventure of Smugglers' Reef, and the part the retired fishing skipper had played. Cap'n Mike knew everything worth while about the town of Seaford. He would be a good check point not only for the town, but also for the summer colonies between Whiteside and Seaford. He often acted as a fishing guide for the summer tourists.
The suffrage association had worked for it twenty-three years and always asked that the age be 18. In 1912 another association to further the movement for woman suffrage was formed in Atlanta, the Woman Suffrage League, and Mrs. Frances Smith Whiteside, who had been from early days a member of the old association, was elected president. Mrs.
Rick went into the library and called the Morning Record number. Duke Barrows answered. Rick explained that they had to get to Whiteside by the back way, without volunteering why. Duke hesitated, then agreed to send Jerry. Rick smiled as he hung up. "Duke will get a story out of this somehow," he said. "He's so curious he could burst a seam. Come on. Jerry will get started right away."
"It is quite impossible that she could have committed the murder," he said. "I suppose the doctor's evidence is unshakable?" "Absolutely," said Tarling, "and it is confirmed by the station master at Ashford, who has the time of the accident logged in his diary, and himself assisted to lift the girl from the train." "Why did she call herself Miss Stevens?" asked Whiteside.
Somebody was watching and apparently thought that she was coming out by the way she went in, waited for a time, and then as she did not reappear, followed her into the building." "And that somebody was Milburgh?" said Whiteside. Tarling made no reply. He had his own views and for the moment was not prepared to argue. "It was obviously Milburgh," said Whiteside.
Barby and Jan had listened in silence, but Barby could contain herself no longer. "And we're going to help!" To Barby's astonishment, Rick nodded. She had expected opposition. "You and Jan can keep watch of the houseboat. Scotty and I will take the mainland. If the houseboaters start for Whiteside pier, you'll tell us. We'll pick them up as they land and trail 'em." Barby nodded, pleased.
"I'm going to Hertford to see Miss Rider's mother; and incidentally, I may pick up Miss Rider, who is very likely to have gone home." Whiteside nodded. "What do you expect to find out from the mother?" he asked. "I expect to learn a great deal," said Tarling. "There is still a minor mystery to be discovered.
He struck a gong with his knuckles, and when Ling Chu appeared, gave him an order in Chinese, which Whiteside could not follow. "You're going to Ashford? I thought you would," said Whiteside. "Would you like me to come along?" "No, thank you," said the other. "I'll go myself.
It was a small bottle bearing a stained chemist's label and the word "Vitriol." It was ten o'clock in the morning, and Whiteside and Tarling were sitting on a sofa in their shirt-sleeves, sipping their coffee. Tarling was haggard and weary, in contrast to the dapper inspector of police.
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