She told him that that was unnecessary-she had the
key which had comewith the note.
He was not in court when the marble stealer was
sternly admonished bythe magistrate and discharged.
Luxury upon luxury, smiled Margaret, when he took
his place by herside. And he had a haunting sense of guilt for quite another
reason.
Jackson was shaking her head as he
looked.
Open this door, he commanded, and there came to him
the sound of adeep laugh.
Jamess Street to intercept his old
enemy.
I couldwell afford to buy the stone-I had over
fifty pounds in my pocket-bookwhen I was arrested. Reeder tugged at the stout handle
of his umbrella.
Nobody had been to the house or left it-except
Sidney. I couldwell afford to buy the stone-I had over fifty pounds in my
pocket-bookwhen I was arrested.
It was dusk when a big car drew up at the gate of
the house.
He was so annoyed that the lighter exchanges of
humour he had plannedslipped from his memory. The girlfollowed, and the masked man
jumped after them and closed the door. Reeder softly, and added, after reflection:
Dearme! The colour had come back to her cheeks, and that was a goodsign. The car had
circled and was moving swiftly back the way they had come. The girlfollowed, and the
masked man jumped after them and closed the door. A cab came slowly along the
roadand stopped at the gate.
These also weresoiled, and their surfaces cut in a
hundred places.
And in the six months of his durance he planned
desperateand earnest acts of reprisal. I couldwell afford to buy the stone-I had
over fifty pounds in my pocket-bookwhen I was arrested.
Reeder stepped out into the rain and reached to
close the door.
Now in India the business of every man is the
business of his servants. He had once, for reasonsof expediency, described her as
his wife. His knees trembled beneath him andhis heart entered his throat at the
narrowest end. Reeder felt a curious sensationwhich was not entirely pleasure and
not wholly pain.
When Ras Lal came to England he found that he had
overlooked this veryimportant fact.
Reeder, employing a strictly private
expressionwhich was reserved for his own crises. Sidney Telfer, though the detective
knew thathe was in the house.
Margaret had followed her escort into the road by
this time. The woman upstairs wished to gain time for something-what? Ten minutes
later the sergeant presented himself.
I cant give you my address, she said, and the
magistrate noddedcurtly.
The car had circled and was moving swiftly back the
way they had come.
He may-sick people are very sensitive to the human
voice. Reeder struck a match and, waiting until it burnt freely,lowered it into the
jug.