Detective and mystery stories; Murder -- Investigation -- Fiction
Mrs. Pelgrin brought in the dinner with compressed lips and showed
small disposition to chatter. Anxious not to arouse her suspicions by
asking any further questions, Dan began to talk of other matters, and
gradually she became more friendly. He told her that he had employed
George and had given him half-a-crown, since the mention of money
appeared to melt her into civility more than did anything else. Mrs.
Pelgrin smiled grimly and observed that "George was a grasping hound,"
an amiable speech which did not argue that she was on the best of
terms with the sleepy-eyed man at Thawley Station. After Dan had
learned indirectly all he could from her he sought out Vincent's
cottage, only to learn that the inventor and his niece were absent for
the day. As he could frame no excuse to visit Mrs. Jarsell there was
nothing left for him to do but to travel back to town; therefore he
found himself once more in St. Pancras Station, comparatively early in
the evening, wondering what was the solution of this new problem.
CHAPTER XII
AN AMAZING ADVENTURE
Next day Dan went to look up Laurance and have a consultation, as he
was considerably puzzled over the new problem and did not know exactly
how to act. But Fate was against him, so far as having a second
opinion was concerned, for Laurance proved to be absent. An
anarchistic plot, of which _The Moment_ desired to know the details,
had taken him to Vienna, and it was probable that he would not return
for at least a week. Halliday might have expected something of the
sort, as in the prosecution of his business Freddy was here, there,
and everywhere, never knowing his next destination, which depended
entirely on the latest sensation. But hitherto few startling events
had summoned Laurance out of England, and Dan had been accustomed to
always finding him on the spot for a consultation. He left the office
of _The Moment_ in a rather disconsolate frame of mind.
There was no doubt that Halliday badly needed someone to talk to about
the matters which occupied his thoughts. But, failing Freddy, who was
working with him, he did not know any one worth consulting--anyone,
that is, whose advice would be worth taking.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Elsewhere in the archive
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account