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So Robin jumped into the car and sat down on the back seat next to the secretary. "It happens," he said, "that I am particularly anxious to see Miss Trevert. As I gather you are going to meet her, I feel sure you won't mind my accompanying you ..." The yellow-faced man turned with an easy smile.

Schulz," Mary Trevert said in a measured voice, "when you tell me what you think of the mission which has brought me here ..." The snake's eyes narrowed a little. "For a young lady to have come out alone to Holland on a mission of this description speaks volumes for your pluck and self-reliance, Miss Trevert ..." "I asked you what you thought of my mission to Holland, Mr.

Robin took out his note-case and produced a card. "That's my name," he said. "You'll see that I'm a barrister ..." "Well?" said the doctor in a non-committal voice after he had read the card. "I'm not surprised to hear you say that Miss Trevert has been doped," Robin remarked.

"He left us all together in the dining-room, you, Horace and Robin and Lady Margaret and Mary ... Miss Trevert and her mother, you know," he added by way of explanation to the Inspector. "And he went straight to the library?" "Straight away, Mr. Humphries, sir," broke in Bude. "Mr. Parrish crossed me in the hall and gave me particular instructions that he was not to be disturbed."

And so with a gentle clatter of teacups and the accompaniment of pleasantly modulated voices they sat and chatted Lady Margaret, who was always surprising in what she said, the doctor who was incredibly opinionated, and young Trevert, who like all of the younger generation was daringly flippant.

Parrish is never disturbed in the library ..." The butler changed his position uneasily. "Yes, Miss, but I thought ..." Slowly Mary Trevert turned and looked at the man. "Bude," her voice was very calm, "I want you to tell me the truth. You know that Mr. Greve went in to Mr. Parrish ..." Bude looked uneasily about him. "Oh, Miss," he answered, almost in a whisper, "whatever are you saying?"

But I felt I could not rest until I had investigated matters for myself. I would have presented myself in the ordinary way, but, as I told you, Bude told me the police had locked up the room and taken away the key ..." Mary Trevert smiled forgivingly. "So they did," she said. "But Jay Mr. Parrish's man, you know had another key. He brought it to me."

Lady Margaret and the girl were standing by the fire. "Well," said Horace, dropping into a chair, "he's gone!" "Who?" said Lady Margaret. "Robin," answered the boy, "and I must say he took it very well ..." "You don't mean to tell me, Horace," said his mother, "that you have actually sent Robin Greve away ...?" Mary Trevert put her hand on her mother's arm. "I wished it, Mother.

"That's very good of you, ma'am, I'm sure," answered the Inspector, unstrapping his notebook, "and I'll try and not detain you long. Now, then, tell me what you know of this sad affair ..." Mary Trevert plucked an instant nervously at her little cambric handerchief in her lap. Then she said: "I went to the library from the billiard-room ..." "A moment," interposed the Inspector.

Above their heads on the bridge the captain stood immobile, a square black figure, the helmsman at his elbow. Otherwise, between the stars and the sea, the man and the girl were alone. Thus they had stood ever since the mail-boat had cast off from the quay. But Mary Trevert had merely shaken her head impatiently, without speaking. Presently he put his arm through hers.

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