Detective and mystery stories; Sheringham, Roger (Fictitious character) -- Fiction
“Hullo, hullo, hul-_lo!_” he said softly. “What’s this?”
“It’s the car,” replied the ever literal Alec.
“I said you’d make a great detective one day, if you ever took it up
seriously, Alec. No, you goop! What’s the car doing here? Who’s it
waiting for?”
“Better ask the chauffeur, I should think,” said Alec, quite
unruffled.
“I will.”
Alec slapped his pockets.
“Dash it all! I’ve left my pipe somewhere. In the library, I think.
I’ll run back for it while you’re speaking to the chauffeur; that’ll
give you a chance to dawdle. Won’t be a minute.”
He jog-trotted round the angle of the house, and Roger sauntered
towards the chauffeur.
When Alec reappeared, pipe in mouth, two or three minutes later, Roger
was waiting for him near the car. There was a look of mingled
apprehension and triumph on his face.
“Ah, here you are!” he exclaimed in a loud voice. “Well, we’d better
be off if we want anything like a decent long walk before tea.”
Alec opened his mouth to speak, but caught a warning look and was
silent. Roger took his arm and drew him at a rapid pace down the
drive. It was not till they had turned a corner and the house was
securely hidden from view that he spoke again.
“In here,” he observed briskly, and plunged into the thick bushes
which bordered the drive on either side.
In some bewilderment Alec followed. “What’s the idea?” he asked, as he
rejoined his companion.
“A little game of hide-and-seek. You heard what I fog-horned to you
just now? That was for the benefit of the chauffeur; so that just in
case anybody were to ask him what Messrs. Grierson and Sheringham are
up to this afternoon, he has his answer pat. Now I want to see just
how long it is after the disappearance of the two said gentlemen that
that car leaves its anchorage. You see, the chauffeur told me that he
is waiting to take Jefferson into Elchester, Alec.”
“I expect that’s right,” Alec replied intelligently. “Jefferson said
he’d got to go in, you remember.”
“He’s been waiting nearly half an hour, Alec.”
“Has he? Yes, probably he has. It must be getting on for that since
Jefferson came into the library.”
“Therefore Jefferson intended to go into Elchester half an hour ago,
Alec. And he didn’t go, Alec. And he’s been in the house all that time
instead, Alec. And somebody whom we couldn’t see came into the library
and went away very quietly indeed, Alec. And can you put two and two
together, Alec?”
“Do you mean that—that it was Jefferson who came into the library that
time?”
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