The Mystery of the Four FingersWhite, Fred M. (Fred Merrick)
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The Mystery of the Four Fingers
White, Fred M. (Fred Merrick)
Detective and mystery stories
Evors explained that the passage terminated in a bedroom a little
distance away. He went on to say that Fenwick would only have to press
his hand upon the wall and that the corresponding panel of the bedroom
would yield to his touch.
"It is the Blue Room," he said, "in which you will find yourself
presently. Wait there and I'll see what I can do for you. I fancy that I
shall be able to convey you outside the walls of the house without
anybody being the wiser."
Fenwick crept through the hole, and Evors pulled the panel across,
leaving the room exactly as it had been a few minutes before. He had
hardly done so when there was a sound of footsteps outside, and without
ceremony the American detectives came in. The occupants of the room had
had ample time to recover their self-possession, so that they could look
coolly at the intruders and demand to know what this outrage meant. The
Americans were clearly puzzled.
"I am sure I beg your pardon," Egan said, "but I understand that Mr.
Fenwick is the tenant of the house."
"That is so," Evors said. "Do you generally come into a gentleman's house
in this unceremonious fashion?"
"Perhaps I had better explain my errand," Egan said. "We are down here
with a warrant for the apprehension of Mark Fenwick, and we know that a
little time ago he was in the house. He is wanted on a charge of stealing
certain valuables in New York, and also for manufacturing counterfeit
coins. We quite expected to find him here."
"In that case, of course, you have perfect liberty to do as you please,"
Evors said. "I may explain that I am the only son of Lord Merton, and
that I shall be pleased to do anything to help you that lies in my power.
By all means search the house."
Grady appeared as if about to say something, but Egan checked him. It was
no time for the Americans to disclose the fact that they knew all about
the murder of Mr. George Le Fenu, and how Evors had been more or less
dragged into the business. Their main object now was to get hold of
Fenwick without delay, and take him back with them to London.
"Very well, sir," Egan said. "We need not trouble you any further. If
our man is anywhere about the house, we are bound to find him. Come
along, Grady."
They bustled out of the room, and presently they could be heard ranging
about the house. As the two friends discussed the situation in whispers
the door was flung open and Vera came in. Her face was aflame with
indignation--she was quivering with a strange unaccustomed passion.
"Charles," she cried. "I hardly expected to see you here."
"Perhaps you are equally surprised to see Evors," Le Fenu said. "We have
had an explanation--"
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