Detective and mystery stories; London (England) -- Fiction; Murder -- Investigation -- Fiction
"Yes. She must have made preparations for flight. In any case she
intended to leave for America a week after the crime was committed.
Her money was all invested abroad, and she no doubt got on board some
boat that sailed immediately for Spain or the Continent. She had many
friends amongst the sailors who patronised her opium shop and
gambling-rooms, and had no difficulty in getting away."
"Then Frank was arrested?"
"I wrote to you. He gave himself up by my advice. I related everything
to Inspector Herny. He searched for the key of the strong-box and
found it on Berry's watch-chain. Then we found the box in the
Bloomsbury lodgings, and obtained the confession. Frank made his
statement in court, and then the confession was read. He has been
discharged without a stain on his character. And now he is with
Tamaroo seeing White & Saon about the will."
"I don't like Tamaroo after his stabbing my brother and that poor
Anchor," said Mildred, looking pale.
Eustace shrugged his shoulders. "Tamaroo is half a savage. But you
will not see much of him. Frank has arranged to pay him an income, and
he is going back to America next week. He has discharged his mission,
and nothing more remains to be done."
"And Frank?" said Mildred, in a low tone. "What of him?"
Eustace looked at her from under his eyes, and winced. He knew well
what was in her mind. "Frank," he said, in a hard tone, "is going down
to see Miss Drake at Kingsbridge. There he will make arrangements for
her comfort, now that he is in possession of the money. After that I
can't say. But, Mildred"--he took her hands--"I have done what you
asked. Your brother's murderer has been discovered, Frank is free.
What of my reward?"
"I will marry you," said Mildred, faintly. "I promised to do so, and I
shall keep my word."
Eustace smiled, but there was a look of pain in his eyes. "What of
Frank Lancaster?" he asked.
"Say nothing about him," she answered, pressing her hand on her heart.
"If you have any love for me--"
"Ah, my dear, I have so much love that--well we will see. I am going
to town again to-day. Frank is coming down. I want him to see you, as
he will give you a message from me."
"Can't you tell me what it is? I don't want to see Frank."
"I can only write the message," said Eustace, rising. "You will know
what I mean by five this evening." He looked at his watch. "I have
just time to catch the train. And now, as we have arranged to marry,
will you not kiss me?"
Mildred put her arms round his neck and kissed him. "God bless you for
all you have done," she murmured.
"Oh, He will. Does He not give you to me? Good-bye, and"--he kissed
her twice--"don't forget me."
Mildred sank into a chair as Eustace hurried away. At the gate he
looked back and waved his hand, but she never looked up. With a sigh,
Jarman went to his own house. There he packed a few things and
departed, leaving old Bowles in charge of the Shanty.
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