Detective and mystery stories; Murder -- Investigation -- Fiction
"It is not Lord Curberry she wishes to see," Mrs. Bolstreath
hesitated. "I suppose you saw that Mr. Penn is dead?" she asked
irrelevantly.
"It was in the morning paper, I know--that is, the announcement of his
death," said Dan. "Laurance came and told me. Well?"
"This morning Lillian received a letter from Mr. Penn, written a few
days ago, saying that if anything happened to him, she was to go to
Lord Curberry and find some important paper he has left behind him for
her perusal."
"Oh," Dan started to his feet, "then Penn has left a confession?"
"A confession?" Mrs. Bolstreath looked puzzled.
"He must have guessed that his death was determined upon," said
Halliday to himself, but loud enough for his companion to hear,
"perhaps the truth will come out in that confession."
"What truth? For heaven's sake, Mr. Halliday, speak plainly. I am
worried enough as it is over Lillian's escapade. Is anything wrong?"
"A great deal. Mrs. Bolstreath, I have to confide in you in order to
save Lillian from death--from a death like her father suffered."
Mrs. Bolstreath screamed. "Oh, what is it, what is it?"
"You must be silent about what I tell you."
"Of course I shall. I can keep a secret. But tell me, tell me," she
panted.
"If you don't keep the secret all our lives are in jeopardy. There is
no time to be lost. I must follow Lillian to Curberry's house at once.
Listen, Mrs. Bolstreath, and remember every word I say is important."
Then Dan hastily related much that he knew, though not more than was
absolutely necessary. However, he told enough to make Mrs. Bolstreath
almost crazy with terror. "Keep your head and my confidence," said
Halliday sharply, "we must beat these demons at their own game. Get
ready and come with me to Blackheath; on the way I can explain."
"You think Lillian is safe?" implored Mrs. Bolstreath, preparing to
leave the room and assume her out-of-door things.
"Yes. Yet, if Curberry is connected with the gang and thinks she is
hunting for Penn's confession, he may--but it won't bear thinking of.
We must go to Lillian at once. You will work with me to save Lillian?"
"With all my heart and soul and body," cried the chaperon wildly.
"Then get ready and come with me at once," said Dan imperiously.
CHAPTER XIV
A BUSY AFTERNOON
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