The Eames-Erskine case : $b A detective storyFielding, A. (Archibald)
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The Eames-Erskine case : $b A detective story
Fielding, A. (Archibald)
Detective and mystery stories; England -- Fiction
“I'll bring her in and you can ask her yourself.”
Miss Leslie was quite taken with the idea of a fortnightly article.
The first one on “Hardships of the dressing-room” would let her fire
off quite a few burning truths she had often wished to singe the
manager with in the days of her comparative poverty. And it would keep
her people quiet.
Mr. Wiley only stipulated that the articles should be sent through
him, and that he must, of course, be kept in touch with the authoress
until the series of six articles for which he contracted in the name
of his paper was finished. The Anstruthers, who knew nothing of the
newspaper world, were quite impressed by Mr. Wiley's ability and
helpful suggestions, and he left the apartment with their permanent
address in his pocket.
He walked back to the Chief Inspector's hotel, whence a 'phone to
Watts relieved that detective of some of his anxiety, for to watch a
person with a known address is a very different job than keeping an
eye on a homeless wanderer who may vanish utterly within a quarter of
an hour. A telegram to the Yard brought the confirmation of the
marriage, the bride's Roman Catholic parents in Cumberland, and of the
husband's large estates in Devon. Of the lady herself Pointer had a
mixed impression. On the whole he pigeon-holed her as belonging to
those women who, outwardly well bred, can be swung completely off
their balance by but one force—the power of money. She struck him as a
woman determined to have her share—and as much more perhaps as she
could compass—of the good things of life. He took her husband to be of
different calibre, and in his case the incentive of a possible need of
money would be absent. So she had married a relation of the young
fellow she had braved the rain storm on that August Saturday to see.
He had not turned up, and whatever the reason the Chief Inspector
wondered idly whether Black ever knew that it was his absence which
had cost him the lady's affections.
On the evening of the next day arrived the key from Barcelona—the key
which he hoped would successfully unlock the Aglae safe in the villa.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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