Haunted houses -- Fiction; London (England) -- Fiction
"Do so, and let me have it as soon as possible. At present my partner
is shadowing him, and he will not be lost sight of. You will never
guess where I have just come from, Mr. Emery."
"I shall be glad to hear."
"In the course of such a business as ours," said Mr. Dickson, "we
become acquainted with strange things, which, as a rule, we keep to
ourselves, secrecy being an integral part of our operations. Some
cases take hold of us, some do not, and I confess that my curiosity--a
human weakness, you know--has been excited in this particular case.
So, after leaving your house, the idea entered my mind of strolling to
Lamb's Terrace and having a look at No. 79. That is where I have just
come from."
"You have not been inside the house," I said, rather startled, as I
thought of Bob and Barbara.
"How could I get inside," he retorted, "without the key? What a
melancholy, Heaven-forsaken place! I will tell you what occurred to
me, if you like."
"Yes, tell me."
"Just the spot for a crime, thought I as I wandered about; just the
spot to carry out a deep-laid scheme in comparative safety. I have no
wish to pry into your secrets, Mr. Emery; but one cannot help what
comes unbidden into one's mind, and men engaged in such pursuits as
mine are more open to suspicion than others. We see shadows behind
locked doors, we work out theories in the dark, and sometimes we come
upon unexpected results. However, it is no affair of mine, as my own
personal interests are not involved in it."
"If they were," I hazarded, "you would follow it up."
"Undoubtedly. I could not possibly evade the duty, with three such
links as a sudden death, a cremation instead of a burial, and a vast
fortune on the issue."
"And if you were to add," I thought, "the experiences I have gone
through, you would be still less inclined to rest till the mystery was
unraveled." Aloud I said, "Do not let the matter flag for a few
pounds. I am most anxious to work it out, if there is a possibility of
doing so."
"It shall not flag. The mischief of it is, the most important clews
are destroyed. Only through the principal agent can the crime--if one
has been committed--be brought to light."
"Or through an accomplice," I suggested.
"Quite so. But where to look for this accomplice--there lies the
difficulty. Still it is the unexpected that often happens. Well,
good-day, Mr. Emery; I hope to hear from you to-morrow."
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