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Parrish's, shot at Parrish through the open window of the library and killed him probably in self-defence, after Parrish had had a shot at him ..." "Steady there, whoa!" said Mr. Manderton in a jocular way clearly expressive of his incredulity; "there was only one shot ..." "There were two," was Robin's dispassionate reply. "Though maybe only one was heard.
"He is without in the corridor, my lady!" He stepped back and in a moment Mr. Manderton stepped into the room, big, burly, and determined. He made a little stiff bow to the two ladies and halted irresolute near the door. "You wished to see my daughter, Mr. Manderton," said Lady Margaret. The detective bowed again. "And you, too, my lady," he said. "Allow me!"
Manderton with a long, shrewd look that comprehended the company, individually and collectively, and the entire room, "if Inspector Humphries will kindly close the door, we will reconstruct the crime in the light of the evidence we have collected." He turned round to the desk and pulled back the chair ... Hartley Parrish's empty chair.
Look at Jeekes's face and tell me if you see in it any feature indicating the bold, ingenious will to try a bluff like that. I never knew this fellow here. But I know Marbran, a resolute, undaunted type. You can take it from me, Marbran directed Jeekes merely carried out instructions. What do you say, Manderton?" But the detective had retired into his shell again.
"Neither the 'loud voices' which the butler heard within two minutes of your leaving the house nor the shot fired five minutes later?" "I heard nothing." Mr. Manderton examined the toes of his boots carefully. "You heard nothing!" he repeated. The door opened suddenly and Dr. Romain appeared. With him was the village practitioner and Inspector Humphries. Dr.
But we certainly ought to find out what takes Miss Trevert careering off to Rotterdam in this way ..." "It seems almost incredible," Robin had said, "but it looks to me as though Miss Trevert must have found out something about the letter ..." "Or found it herself ..." "By Jove! She was in the library when Bruce Wright was there. This settles it, Manderton. I must go!"
The detective scanned the young man's face closely as he spoke. When Robin had finished, the other dropped his eyes and seemed to be examining the brilliant polish of his boots. He said nothing, and again Robin became aware of the atmosphere of hostility towards him which this man radiated. "It is dark at five o'clock?" Manderton turned to Bude. "Getting on that way, sir," the butler agreed.
Jay averted his eyes. As for Bude, he was the picture of embarrassment. "You seem to be singularly well posted in the gossip of the servants' hall, Mr. Manderton!" said Robin hotly. It was a foolish remark, and Robin regretted it the moment the words had left his mouth. "Well, yes," commented the detective slowly, "I am. I shall be well posted on the whole of this case, presently, I hope, sir!"
"Browning pistol ammunition," observed Humphries; "it fits the gun he used. There's half a dozen spare rounds in one of the drawers of his dressing-room upstairs." Mr. Manderton drew Inspector Humphries and Dr. Redstone into a corner of the room where they conversed in undertones. Bude and Jay had vanished. Dr. Romain turned to Robin Greve, who stood lost in a reverie, staring into the fire.
But there was no trace of resentment in his voice as he replied. He told Manderton what he had already told Humphries: how he had gone from the billiard-room across the hall and down the library corridor to the side-door into the grounds, intending to have a stroll before tea, but, finding that it was threatening rain, had returned to the house by the front door.
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