The Red Lodge: A Mystery of Campden HillBridges, Victor
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The Red Lodge: A Mystery of Campden Hill
Bridges, Victor
Detective and mystery stories; Murder -- Investigation -- Fiction
"I shall go down to his house," said Colin, "and tax him with the
whole story."
Marsden hesitated. "It will mean showing our cards with a
vengeance," he said, "but as things are I don't know that it really
matters. He'd be bound to take alarm directly he heard of the arrest
of Fenton and Cooper, and however much you frighten him he hasn't a
dog's chance of getting away." He took another step forward, and
contemplated Colin from under his bushy eyebrows. "You quite
understand the position, my young friend. Supposing anything goes
wrong, it will be no use expecting me to help you. From the moment
you leave this office you will be acting entirely on your own
responsibility."
"Of course we shall," said Colin coolly. "The first thing you'll
know about it is when we ring up and tell you the result."
With a faint twitch of his lips the detective held out his hand.
"Good luck to you, doctor," he said. "That young lady deserves _a
man_, and I'll take my oath she's got one."
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Albert Terrace appeared even more peaceful and respectable than usual
as Colin turned in at the farther end and came to a standstill in
front of Mr. Medwin's house.
"This is the place, Joe," he said quietly. "Now you're quite clear
in your own mind about what we've arranged?"
Joe nodded. "I got it, guv'nor. You ask whether 'e's at 'ome, an'
if 'e is, in we goes. Then it'll be my job to shove it across the
butler."
"That's right," said Colin. "I'm trusting you to look after the two
servants until I've finished with Medwin."
"I'll look after 'em," grunted Joe. "There won't be no trouble in
that quarter, you taike my word for it."
They got out of the car, and, leading the way up the path, Colin
pressed the electric bell.
After a brief delay they heard the sound of steps inside, and the
next moment Medwin himself opened the door. For an instant he stood
gazing dumbly at his two visitors, then with a sudden expansive smile
he stepped forward and held out his hand.
"Why, bless my soul!" he exclaimed. "This is a very pleasant
surprise. What an extraordinary bit of luck that I happened to be at
home."
"Isn't it!" said Colin genially. "I was just saying to Joe that it
was a hundred to one that we shouldn't find you." He paused. "Oh,
by the way, may I introduce you? This is an old friend of mine, Mr.
Joe Bates. I've brought him along because we both want to ask your
advice."
With a deferential gesture, Joe raised his finger to his forehead.
"'Ow d'ye do, sir," he remarked. "Pleased to meet yer."
"I hope we haven't called at a very inconvenient time," continued
Colin. "The matter is rather an urgent one, and I felt that I should
like to have your opinion on it."
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