The Mysteries of Detective Ashton-Kirk (Complete Series). John T. McIntyre

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СКАЧАТЬ Before the call I made certain preparations for a quick change of front,"with a gesture that called attention to his costume; "in our conversation, I managed to tell her that Morris's hiding place was discovered. Then I left. As I expected, she at once called her car and set off to warn him; and I followed close behind upon the motor cycle."

      "I see, I see. And did you get sight of him?"

      Ashton-Kirk nodded. Then he proceeded to relate the story of the noon-day run to the country house which Morris had selected as a hiding place. When he had finished, Pendleton sat frowning blackly.

      "Secret signals,"said he. "He fears discovery so much that he has forbidden her approaching the house. A regular code has been arranged, eh? And the gloves were dropped in the road purposely; he slipped his answer into one of them; on her way back she discovers her supposed loss, looks for the gloves, and finds them. It is quite ornate,"with a bitter sneer.

      Then he took from the investigator's hand the card upon which he had copied the message of Allan Morris.

      "Tobin Rangnow,"he read. Then looking up he inquired with a wan smile. "More secret writing, eh? Or is it a man's name?"

      "There is a decided Irish flavor to Tobin,"answered Ashton-Kirk. "But Rangnow is unfamiliar to me; and if it is a name at all, it is of Eastern European origin. In that case,"laughing, "it could scarcely be expected to share the honors with Tobin."

      He took the card from Pendleton and looked at it thoughtfully. Then he glanced up in a satisfied sort of way:

      "As you suggested, Miss Vale no doubt returned, recovered her gloves and read the message,"said he. "As she had just warned him that his hiding place was discovered, it is only natural to suppose that his answer would have something to do with his future movements."

      "That seems likely enough,"said Pendleton.

      "Look here; if we put a comma between the two words,"went on the investigator, taking out a pencil and doing so, "the thing takes on the appearance of a name and address."

      Once more he gave the card to Pendleton; then rising he went to the telephone stand and took up the directory. Skimming rapidly through this he paused at a page and went down its columns carefully. Then with a laugh he slapped it shut.

      "We have it,"declared he. "When we so desire, we can call at an apartment house known as the 'Rangnow' and inquire for Mr. Tobin. And when we see that gentleman we shall be looking upon one in the confidence of Allan Morris."

      There was a long pause on the part of Pendleton. Ashton-Kirk rang for Stumph and directed him to turn the water into his bath, and get him out some fresh linen. It was after the man had gone that Pendleton spoke.

      "When you came in, Kirk,"he said, "you said something which conveyed the notion that you would not be much astonished if the police took up the Hume matter with Edyth Vale."

      "It is only the fact that the newspapers were first in discovering her apparent connection with it, that has kept Osborne and his fellows from visiting her before this. Jealousy, you know, does many strange things."

      Pendleton did not reply; he bent his head and covered his face with his hands. Ashton-Kirk went on:

      "The reasonable thing for her to do would be to come forward and tell the plain truth."

      Pendleton roused himself.

      "But don't you see that that is the very thing that her brave nature will not do? She's protecting Morris; and she'll go on protecting him, no matter what the consequence to herself."

      "In that event,"said the investigator slowly, "we can not be in too great a hurry in removing the cause that keeps Morris in hiding."

      "You'll have a task in that,"said Pendleton. "As far as I can see, the man is up to his eyes in the crime; and that's why he is lying low."

      "I have warned you before now against jumping at conclusions,"said the other, quietly. "Allan Morris may be a confederate of Locke's, or he may not. We have yet to establish the fact either way. And now, pardon me while I take a plunge and get into something presentable."

      CHAPTER XIX

       THE TWO REPORTS

       Table of Contents

      After dinner the two young men settled themselves in the library: Stumph served their coffee and they renewed their acquaintance with the Greek tobacco. After a little time there came a knock upon the door.

      "Come,"called Ashton-Kirk.

      A short man with remarkable breadth of shoulder and depth of chest entered; he was smooth shaven and salient of jaw and wore the air of one who was not easily balked in anything that he undertook.

      "How are you, Burgess?"said the investigator.

      "Good-evening,"returned Burgess. He advanced and laid some neatly folded sheets at the elbow of his employer. "Fuller was busy and I thought I'd bring these in myself. It's my report on Hume."

      "Ah, thank you."

      Ashton-Kirk took up the sheets and began running his eye through them. "As you get deeper into this record, did Hume keep his promise?"

      Burgess smiled.

      "As to possibilities, do you mean? Why, yes. Indeed, I rather think he exceeded them."The man lit the cigar which the investigator handed him and drew at it appreciatively. "I went it alone on the first day; but after that I took O'Neill and Purvis on. Between us, we managed to get at something pretty definite."

      "Has Fuller finished with Morris?"

      "He is typing his report at this moment. It will be ready in a half hour, I should think."

      "Please tell him to bring it in as soon as it is finished."

      Burgess nodded and went out. Ashton-Kirk continued to dip into the report here and there.

      "Among three of them,"said Pendleton, "they should have sifted the man's life and adventures pretty well."

      As Ashton-Kirk continued to scan the pages, a peculiar expression slowly came into his eyes.

      "They seem to have done so, indeed. And rather cleverly, too, I think. Would you care to hear the report?"

      "By all means,"eagerly.

      The sheets were shifted into their proper order once more. Then Ashton-Kirk read:

      "'A Further Investigation into the Affairs of David Purtell Hume.

      "'No record was to be had of Hume, beyond his settlement in the city in 1899. People in the same line of business were questioned closely; and those who knew anything of him at all clung to the idea that he was an American who had lived for many years abroad.

      "'So we had another look at the old passenger lists of the steamships; but this time we went further back. We knew that the simple ruse of a fictitious name would cover Hume completely; but it seemed the only thing to do, and we set at it systematically. In the records of the steamer Baltic СКАЧАТЬ