Flanneryrose and going to the door leading into the
anteroom, admitted MajorDurand.
Theguardian angel beyond the threshold is jealous
as to who has honor ofentering Cosmopolitan Club.
Thats all true, she said softly, I went with
Colonel Beetham.
It will be a mighty importantpiece of evidence.
First of all, the woman went on, I wrote a letter to Eric. I will do some
investigating and return to thebungalow later. Yet husband is living inEngland, and
he would know much more about the affair than uncle would. His opportunity has come,
Sir Frederic isunarmed, he shoots him dead. Yes,I shall be a very pleased witness of
the touching reunion you picture.
For a brief time he talked in lowtones with Lee. I
got toadmit, Sergeant, youve kept your word.
TheMajor was seated in a corner of the room, his
head bowed, his gaze fixedon the rug.
Humbly state we should go at once to bungalow. A
curious group was gathering about them. Colonel Beetham, Charlie explained, we have
here the man who killedSir Frederic Bruce. What I mean comes gradually into the
light, Chan told him.
She dropped into a chair and covered her
face.
My husband, then, wasbeing blackmailed for the
murder of Hilary Galt.
Eight months had passed, as I say, and the hue and
cry had dieddown.
I might also warn you, smiled Duff, against the
dangers of listeningto an Englishman.
Hot sun at times, and then snow,flurries of snow.
Will you be sogood as to join our little party? Now Imgoing at this thing in my own
way for a change, he announced. The door opened, and Miss Morrow came quickly
through the hall.
Will you be sogood as to join our little party?
Beetham unconcernedly blew a ring of smoke toward the ceiling, and for amoment
watched it dissolve.
He abstracts same, casts longing thought
towardclub, but does not dare. And now I must bow low in dust with many humble
apologies to you.