Detective and mystery stories; French, Joseph (Fictitious character) -- Fiction; Police -- Great Britain -- Fiction
Next door was a man’s dressing-room and bedroom. Here there was not the
same litter, nor was the unoccupied bedroom adjoining other than tidy,
but in the maids’ room, which he next entered, it was evident there had
been a recent clearing out. Here the wardrobe drawers were pulled out
and the door of a hanging press in the wall was standing open. Papers
and a few obviously worn-out garments littered the floor. But the room
differed from Madame’s in that everything of value had been taken.
French swore again. There seemed no doubt that he was late. Mrs. X,
alias Mrs. Vane, had taken fright and fled. If so, what hint, he
wondered, had she received of her danger?
He stood for a moment in the disordered room, thinking. Under these new
circumstances, what was his proper course?
First, it was obvious that he must make absolutely sure that this Mrs.
Vane was really the woman he sought. Next, he must learn if she had
really gone, and, if so, why, and, if possible, where. If her departure
was a flight, he must find out how or by whom she had been warned.
Lastly, he must follow her to her hiding-place and arrest her.
But he must not end with Mrs. Vane. Her husband must also be found. If
she was Mrs. X, the receiver of the stolen diamonds, possibly the
murderer of old Gething, Mr. Vane must be in it, too. It was
inconceivable that he could have avoided becoming involved.
His first job must therefore be to make all the inquiries he could as to
the mysterious occupants of Crewe Lodge. There were several obvious
lines of research. First there was the house itself. People left the
impress of their personalities on the houses they inhabited, and a
careful search of this one must yield considerable information as to the
pair. Next there were the servants. If they could be found, their
testimony might prove invaluable. From the neighbours and local
tradesmen and dealers he did not expect so much, but among them all some
useful hints would surely be gleaned. Lastly, there were the house
agents. They might or might not be able to help.
It was by this time nearly eleven, but he decided that his obvious duty
was then and there to begin the search of the house, even if it meant an
all-night job. He therefore called in Pye and Frankland, who were
experienced in such work, leaving Constable Caldwell to patrol the
grounds.
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