Criminals -- Fiction; Detective and mystery stories; England -- Fiction
“I’d hate what I’m saying to be repeated in certain quarters,”
Lewinstein went on. “But in that robbery there were several remarkable
coincidences. Do you know that Four Square Jane stole nothing, in most
cases, except the presents that had been given by Claythorpe?
Claythorpe is rather a gay old bird and has gone the pace. He has been
spending money like water for years. Of course, he may have a big
income, or he may not. I know just what he gets out of the City. On
the night of the burglary at my house this girl went through every
room and took articles which in many cases had been given to the
various people by Claythorpe. For example, something he had presented
to my wife disappeared; some shirt-studs, which he gave to me, were
also gone. That’s rather funny, don’t you think?”
“It fits in with my theory,” said Peter nodding, “that Four Square
Jane has only one enemy in the world, and that is Lord Claythorpe.”
“That’s my opinion, too,” said Lewinstein. “Now to-night I am giving a
big dinner-party, as I told you, and there will be a lot of women
there, and the women are scared of my parties since the last one.
There will be jewels to burn, but what makes me specially nervous is
that Claythorpe has insisted on Lola Lane being invited.”
“The dancer?” asked Peter in surprise, and the other nodded.
“She’s a great friend of Claythorpe’s--I suppose you know that? He put
up the money for her last production, and, not to put too fine a point
upon it, the old man is infatuated by the girl.”
Mr. Lewinstein sucked contemplatively at one of his large cigars.
“I am not a prude, you understand, Mr. Dawes,” he said, “and the way
men amuse themselves does not concern me. Claythorpe is much too big a
man for me to refuse any request he makes. In the present state of
society, people like Lola are accepted, and it is not for me to reform
the Smart Set. The only thing I’m scared about is that she will be
covered from head to foot in jewels.”
He pulled again at his cigar, and looked at it before he went on:
“Which Lord Claythorpe has given her.”
“This is news to me,” said Peter.
“It would be news to a lot of people,” said Lewinstein, “for
Claythorpe is supposed to be one of the big moral forces in the City.”
He chuckled, as though at a good joke. “Now, there’s another point I
want to make to you. This girl Lola has been telling her friends--at
least, she told a friend of mine--that she was going to the Argentine
to live in about six months’ time. My friend asked her if Lord
Claythorpe agreed to that arrangement. You know, these theatrical
people are very frank, and she said ‘Yes.’” He looked at the
detective.
“Which means that Claythorpe is going, too,” said Peter, and
Lewinstein nodded.
“That is also news,” said Peter Dawes. “Thank you, I will accept your
invitation to dinner to-night.”
“Good!” said Lewinstein, brightening. “You don’t mind, but I may have
to put you next to Lola.”
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