Detective and mystery stories; London (England) -- Fiction; Swindlers and swindling -- Fiction
"Well, the explanation is very simple. He is neither more nor less than
a remarkably astute private detective, who has succeeded in attracting
notice in such a way that half London has been induced to patronize him.
I have had dealings with the man myself. But a friend of mine, Lord
Orpington, has been the victim of a most audacious burglary, and, the
police having failed to solve the mystery, he has called Klimo in. We
shall therefore see what he can do before many days are past. But,
there, I expect you will soon know more about him than any of us."
"Indeed! And why?"
"For the simple reason that he has taken No. 1, Belverton Terrace, the
house adjoining your own, and sees his clients there."
Simon Carne pursed up his lips, and appeared to be considering
something.
"I trust he will not prove a nuisance," he said at last. "The agents
who found me the house should have acquainted me with the fact. Private
detectives, on however large a scale, scarcely strike one as the most
desirable of neighbors--particularly for a man who is so fond of quiet
as myself."
At this moment they were approaching their destination. As the carriage
passed Belverton Street and pulled up, Lord Amberley pointed to a long
line of vehicles standing before the detective’s door.
"You can see for yourself something of the business he does," he said.
"Those are the carriages of his clients, and it is probable that twice
as many have arrived on foot."
"I shall certainly speak to the agent on the subject," said Carne, with
a show of annoyance upon his face. "I consider the fact of this man’s
being so close to me a serious drawback to the house."
Jowur Singh here descended from the box and opened the door in order
that his master and his guest might alight, while portly Ram Gafur, the
butler, came down the steps and salaamed before them with Oriental
obsequiousness. Carne greeted his domestics with kindly condescension,
and then, accompanied by the ex-Viceroy, entered his new abode.
"I think you may congratulate yourself upon having secured one of the
most desirable residences in London," said his lordship ten minutes or
so later, when they had explored the principal rooms.
"I am very glad to hear you say so," said Carne. "I trust your lordship
will remember that you will always be welcome in the house as long as I
am its owner."
"It is very kind of you to say so," returned Lord Amberley warmly. "I
shall look forward to some months of pleasant intercourse. And now I
must be going. To-morrow, perhaps, if you have nothing better to do,
you will give us the pleasure of your company at dinner. Your fame has
already gone abroad, and we shall ask one or two nice people to meet
you, including my brother and sister-in-law, Lord and Lady Gelpington,
Lord and Lady Orpington, and my cousin, the Duchess of Wiltshire, whose
interest in china and Indian art, as perhaps you know, is only second to
your own."
"I shall be more glad to come."
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