Detective and mystery stories; Police -- Great Britain -- Fiction
The detective thanked Wraile for his very lucid and helpful
explanation and asked his “routine” question about his whereabouts on
the evening of 24th October. Wraile looked in his diary and replied
that he must have been at his office—the Ethiopian and General
Development Company’s office—till nearly half-past five as he had had
an appointment with a man named Yardley, managing-director of Canning,
Herrup, at five and their talk couldn’t have lasted much less than
half an hour—Yardley might be able to confirm that. He had then gone
to his club, the Junior Services, in Pall Mall, had tea, and had
another interview there with a potential client—Lukescu, the Roumanian
company promoter. He was at the club certainly till seven, if not
half-past, because Lukescu had been late for his appointment. There
should be no difficulty in proving that because he had been very
annoyed about being kept waiting and had more than once enquired
whether the man had not come. Probably the hall-porter or one of the
waiters would remember something about it.
Poole made careful notes of this story and tried to pin Captain Wraile
down to more exact time, but the latter did not appear to take great
interest in the subject and declared himself quite incapable of being
more exact. The detective realized that he must go to the club and
make some very close enquiries—an extremely difficult task, as clubs
are very reticent about the doings of their members. There was other
work nearer at hand, however, and Poole, taking a respectful leave of
Captain and Mrs. Wraile, made his way down the four flights of stairs
and introduced himself to the hall-porter.
Mr. Canting proved to be a man who did the duty that he was paid for.
His employer gave him, he said, a good wage to be on duty in the hall,
or in his cubby-hole looking into it, or working the lift, between the
hours of 9 a. m. and 7 p. m. on week-days, 9 and 1.30 on Saturdays,
with reasonable time off for meals. Being an old soldier (his row of
medals—M.M., 1914 star; British and Allied Victory Medals; Belgian
Croix de Guerre—showed that his had been no hollow service) he knew
his duty and did it. He remembered 24th October because General Lorne,
under whom he had served and who had got him this job, had given him a
tip for the Ormonde Plate which had come off. The General always put
him on to anything good that was going and very seldom let him down—if
he did he sometimes gave him something to make up for it—a proper
gentleman he was. On this occasion the General had said early in the
morning he was going to Newbury and would not be back again that day.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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