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
Vera yielded to the ecstasy of the moment. Everything was so dark and
melancholy that it seemed a sin to lose a gleam of sunshine like this.
But the time crept on and the November sun was sinking, and it was borne
in upon Vera that she must get back to the house again. Very gently, she
disengaged herself from Venner's embrace.
"We must be really practical now," she said. "Tell me what has happened
since I left the hotel last night?"
"So far as I can see, nothing," Venner replied. "I asked for you this
morning, and to my surprise I found that you had vanished in the dead of
the night with a mysterious chauffeur and a Mercedes car. By great good
luck I found a policeman who had made a note of the number of the car;
after which I went to the makers, or rather the agents of the makers, and
it was quite easy to find out that the Mercedes in question had recently
been delivered to Mr. Mark Fenwick's order at Merton Grange near
Canterbury. After that, you will not be surprised to find that I came
down here as soon as possible, and that I have been hiding here with a
pair of field-glasses trying to get a glimpse of you."
"That was very interesting," Vera laughed. "But tell me about my sister.
I am so anxious over her."
"No reason to be," said Venner. "I have seen to that. She has gone back
to your brother."
"Oh, I am so glad. Now listen to me carefully."
She went on with some detail to tell the story of her last night's
experiences. She spoke of Felix Zary and the letter which she had been
more or less compelled to write to him. Also, she described the ruse by
which the letter had been regained.
"Now you must go and see this Zary," she said. "Tell him that you come
from me, and tell him all about the letter. Mind, he must reply to my
letter just as if it had reached him in the ordinary way through the
post, because, as you see, I shall have to show the answer to Mr.
Fenwick, and I want to lull his suspicions to rest entirely. You may find
Zary a little awkward at first."
"I don't think I shall," Venner smiled. "In fact, he and I are already
acquainted. But I am not going to tell you anything about that; you
prefer to keep your secrets as far as I am concerned, and I am going to
guard mine for the present. I am working to put an end to all this
mystery and bother, and I am going to do it my own way. Anyway, I will
see Zary for you and tell him exactly what has happened. In fact, I will
go to town this evening for the express purpose. Then I will come back in
the morning and meet you here the same time to-morrow afternoon."
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