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"As we always revert to Milburgh," groaned Tarling. "Yes?" "Well, I don't like his assurance," said Whiteside. "It looks as if all our hopes of getting a clue from the examination of Lyne's accounts are fated to be dashed." "There's something in that," said Tarling. "I don't like it myself.
Jan remained behind, because Steve had not given permission for the Morrisons to leave the island, and Rick refused to take the responsibility in spite of Barby's pleading. The best he could do was to promise to call Steve about it and perhaps get permission for future trips. The Sky Wagon landed at Whiteside pier, and the trio went to the nearby garage where the Brants' car was kept.
Whiteside gasped. "And you mean to tell me," he demanded, "that Thornton Lyne was killed with your pistol?" Tarling nodded. "It is an amazing but bewildering fact," he said.
In the absence of trade there is a proportionate amount of idleness; and that idleness, in its turn, breeds beggary, vagabondism, and crime. The French Prefect, Mr Whiteside tells us, published a statistical account of Rome; and how many paupers does he say there are in it? Why, not fewer than thirty thousand.
"Yuh, that listens fine, but poor old Eddie's heart is clean busted just the same me thinking of you and your nice complexion and goldie hair and the cute way you talked at our lunch whenever Hunt shut up and gave you a chance honest, I haven't forgot yet the way you took off old man what was it? the old stiff that ran the commercial college, what was his name?" "Mr. Whiteside?"
But if my sketch be dull, it shall at least have the homely merit of being truthful. In point of fact, the whole harangue was lost upon Mr. Gladstone; for he left the House immediately after making his own speech, and did not return until some time after Mr. Whiteside had finished. In all probability he did not know how unmercifully he had been handled until he read his "Times" the next morning.
His tap was answered by a fresh-coloured woman, neatly clad in a stuff gown. The man surveyed her with a curious searching look, and she stared back at him. "What was you pleased to want, sir?" she inquired at length, growing uncomfortable under his scrutiny. "Mr. Whiteside that's my husband is out." "Does Mrs. Rigby live here? No, I'm sure she does not I beg your pardon it is a mistake."
The boys reached the Whiteside pier without seeing the girls or the boat. Scotty put the plane into a tight circle and looked at Rick helplessly. "Now what?" "They can't have gone far," Rick mused. "Not in the rowboat." "They had the aqualungs," Scotty pointed out. "They must have expected to use them." "Right. But how?
Without any further words he turned and left the waiting-room, followed by Whiteside. "It's hopeless," he said, when they were outside, "hopeless, hopeless! My God! How terrible! I dare not think of it. If Milburgh is alive he shall suffer." He gave directions to the cab-driver and followed Whiteside into the cab. "I'm going back to my flat to pick up Ling Chu," he said.
"I saw him last alive in his office," he began. "When did you see Thornton Lyne last?" asked Tarling again. "Alive or dead." Milburgh did not reply. Presently Whiteside dropped his hand on the man's shoulder and looked across at Tarling. "Come along," he said briskly.
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