Devlin the BarberFarjeon, B. L. (Benjamin Leopold)
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Devlin the Barber
Farjeon, B. L. (Benjamin Leopold)
Detective and mystery stories; English fiction -- 19th century
"A wild night at sea," cried Devlin, with a kind of exultation in his
voice (though this may have been my fancy); he had to speak very loud
to make himself heard. "You can do nothing till the morning, and very
little then if the storm lasts. Do you know Margate at all?"
"No," I shouted despondently.
"Do you?" asked Devlin, addressing Carton.
"I've never been here before," replied Carton.
"There's a decent hotel not far off," said Devlin: "the Nayland Rock.
We'll knock them up, and get beds there. Cling tight to me if you
don't want your bones broken. Steady now, steady!"
We had to cling tightly to him, for we could not see a yard before us.
Devlin pulled us along, singing some strange wild song at the top of
his voice. We were a long time making those in the hotel hear us, but
the door was opened at last, and we were admitted. There was only one
vacant room in the hotel, but fortunately it contained two beds. To
this room we were conducted, and then came the question of settling
three persons in the two beds. Devlin solved the difficulty by pulling
the counterpanes off, and extending himself full length upon the
floor.
"This will do for me," he said, wrapping himself up in the
counterpanes. "I've had worse accommodation in my travels through the
world. I've slept in the bush, with the sky for a roof; I've slept in
the hollow of a tree, with wild beasts howling round me; I've slept on
billiard-tables and under them, with a thousand rats running over me
and a score of other wanderers. Good-night, comrades."
Anxiety did not keep me awake; I was tired out, and slept well. When
we arose in the morning all signs of the storm had fled. The sun was
shining brightly, and a soft warm air flowed through the open window.
CHAPTER XXVI.
ANOTHER STRANGE AND UNEXPECTED DISCOVERY.
The first thing to be done, after partaking of a hurried breakfast,
was to arrange our programme. Carton suggested that we should all go
together to Athelstan Road to see his guardian, and I had some
difficulty in prevailing upon him to forego this plan. We spoke
together quite openly in the presence of Devlin, who, for the most
part, contented himself with listening to the discussion.
"Evidently," said Carton, "you have suspicions against my guardian,
and it is only fair that he should be made acquainted with them."
"He shall be made acquainted with them," I replied, "but it must be in
the way and at the time I deem best. I hold you to your promise to be
guided by me."
Carton nodded discontentedly. "I am to stop here and do nothing, I
suppose," he said.
"That is how you will best assist me," I said. "If you are seen at
present by Mr. Dowsett, you will ruin everything. You shall not,
however, be quite idle. Have you your cheque-book with you?"
"Yes," he said, producing it.
"Let me look at the block of the cheque for the two thousand pounds
you drew on Saturday morning, payable to bearer, and gave to Mr.
Dowsett."
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