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Whiteside looked at him in astonishment. "It's a pity you've got money," he said admiringly. "When you retire from this business there'll be a great detective lost." "I have seen you somewhere before, ain't I?" The stout clergyman in the immaculate white collar beamed benevolently at the questioner and shook his head with a gentle smile.
For all these he had almost an affection, and he cherished their old and early intimacy. He liked especially the good-natured impulsive type of the Goldy pattern; for such he had interest and sympathy. As a young man, when studying for the Bar, he had been in Chitty's office, where he had for companions Whiteside and Tennant, afterwards Sir Emerson.
Whiteside to herself, "I never did see a chap act so strange." Through the open window a fine view could be had of tall grimy houses, and sooty roofs, with scarce a glint of sky between the chimney-stacks, and far down in the street below was the turmoil of city life; the roar and rush of it came echoing up even to that odd, peaceful little chamber.
"That's true," interrupted the man; "if he'd knowed it 'ud ha' been different. He'd ha' kept his mother on the moor. If he was to come back now he'd have her awhoam again afore aught were long." "Tis wonderful to hear you takin' up wi' that homely talk," said Mrs. Whiteside, with a laugh, as she set a crusty loaf upon the table. "It fair brings me back.
Whiteside was at Scotland Yard before him, and when Tarling walked into his room was curiously examining an object which lay before him on a sheet of paper. It was a short-barrelled automatic pistol. "Hullo!" he said, interested. "Is that the gun that killed Thornton Lyne?" "That's the weapon," said the cheerful Whiteside. "An ugly-looking brute, isn't it?" "Where did you say it was discovered?"
His losses in the movement were 1 officer and 5 men killed, and 2 officers and 25 men wounded. Lieutenant James E. Whiteside, of the 75th New York, who had volunteered to lead the sharpshooters on the right bank, was killed close to the Cotton, in the act of ordering the crew to haul down her flag.
"I don't mind telling you," he said with an outburst of frankness, "that one of our stronger men Whiteside, the mathematician wanted us to have you. He said you were worth while. He thought you ought to see us and get to know us and that we ought to see and get to know you." McGregor got up and took his hat from a nail on the wall.
"If you'll take off these things, gentlemen," he said, jangling the connecting chain of the handcuffs, "I will tell you something which may set your mind at rest on the question of Thornton Lyne's death." Whiteside looked at his superior questioningly, and Tarling nodded. A few seconds later the handcuffs had been removed, and Mr. Milburgh was soothing his chafed wrists.
"I wonder," he said, pointing to a flower-bed. Whiteside stared, then laughed. "That curious," he said. "We seem to see nothing but daffodils in this murder!" The big bed to which Tarling walked was smothered with great feathery bells that danced and swayed in the light spring breezes. "Humph!" said Tarling. "Do you know anything about daffodils, Whiteside?" Whiteside shook his head with a laugh.
He had reached the bottom of Edgware Road and was turning the corner of the street, looking across to the Marble Arch, when he heard a voice hail him and turning, saw a cab breaking violently to the edge of the pavement. It was Inspector Whiteside who jumped out. "I was just coming to see you," he said. "I thought your interview with the young lady would be longer.
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