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"Yes," answered Chettle, taking up his glass and silently bowing his acknowledgments. "I have! The only one I could come to. The man who sent this photograph to Lydenberg, to help him to identify your cousin at sight, is the man who afterwards lured Lydenberg into that part of Hull High Street, and shot him dead. In plain words, the master shot his man when he'd done with him.
This man, Lydenberg, whoever he is or was, was sent to waylay your cousin at Christiania sent from London. I've worked it out he went overland Belgium, Holland, Germany, Denmark, Sweden, Norway. Sounds a lot but it's a quick journey. Sir he was sent! And the sooner we find out about that photograph the better." "I'm at work," answered Allerdyke. "Leave it to me."
But, as we see, however Lydenberg became possessed of this photo, he took unusual pains and precautions about it. You see, he cut it down, most carefully and neatly, to fit into the cover of his watch he took the trouble to carry it where no one else would see it, but where he could see it himself at a second's notice he'd nothing to do but to snap open that cover.
He sent Ebers, who already knew and had been cultivating the French maid, down to Hull to meet her and bring her away with Miss Lennard's jewel-box. That was done easily. The Lydenberg affair, however, did not come off through Lydenberg. Because, as we now know, James Allerdyke sent the Nastirsevitch jewels off to you, Mr. Fullaway.
I never saw a man look more like living. He was " The elderly doctor came away from the bed approaching Allerdyke. "After hearing what Dr. Lydenberg tells me, and examining the body a mere perfunctory examination as yet, you know I have little doubt that this gentleman died of what is commonly called heart failure," he said.
Now, Schmall, according to Merrifield, was the leading spirit. He had the man Lydenberg in his employ. He sent him off to Christiania to waylay James Allerdyke: he supplied him with a photograph of James Allerdyke, which Ebers procured." "I know that!" muttered Allerdyke. "Clever, too!" "Exactly," agreed the chief. "Now at the same time Schmall learned of Miss Lennard's return.
He knew now to whom James Allerdyke had given the photograph which Chettle had found concealed in Lydenberg's watch; knew that the recipient was sitting close by him, separated only from him by a wall and a door; knew that between her and Lydenberg, or those who had been in touch with Lydenberg, there must be some strange, secret, and sinister connection. From Mrs.
Allerdyke, the big question a most important question! is, how did it come into this man Lydenberg's possession?" said the detective anxiously. "If we can find that out " "I've been thinking," interrupted Allerdyke. "There's this about it, you know: James and this Lydenberg came over together from Christiania to Hull in the Perisco. They talked to one another that's certain.
The manager summoned a clerk; the clerk indicated a sequence of entries, amongst which Allerdyke at once noticed the name of Dr. Lydenberg. The rest were, of course, unfamiliar to him. "There was a lady here last night, who, according to your night-porter, changed her mind about staying, and set off in a motor-car about midnight," observed Allerdyke. "Which is she, now, in this lot?"
Although kindly treated at Lydenberg, I cannot adequately describe the feeling of disappointment and sorrow which my enforced inaction caused me. I would have given anything to have been able to return to my commando, and felt that I would rather have been killed than have fallen into the enemy's hands. Being thus rendered impotent I could but curse my fate.
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