‘You know him?’ Mark asked eagerly, and with evident surprise, and Bobby hesitated. ‘Look here, Mr Lester,’ he said gravely, ‘this is a police matter and a serious one. If you have any information you ought to give it at once to the officers in charge of the case. If you t...
Tamar had rung off so abruptly and whether he really knew something, or whether, like Inspector Newton of the South Essex police, he had a ‘hunch’. Prudence born of much experience bade him first finish his dinner, for a dinner eaten is a dinner eaten, but a dinner lost ma...
He saw no more of Père Trouché, he noticed once or twice Williams hovering at a distance, black and scowling, and almost expected he was about to receive from him some new threat or warning. But Williams wandered away again with anything he had wished to say still unuttered. Perhaps, Bobby though...
So Bobby, after visiting the canteen to get something to eat, found a corner to wait in, and there busied himself with the crossword puzzle returned to Miss Raby from the Announcer office. It was headed, as Bobby remembered it had been, when he had seen what was probably t...
He was not even sure at first that it had been made quite seriously. He wondered vaguely what the somewhat conventional-looking elderly woman – to judge from her photograph – who was Henrietta’s mother, would have thought of the remark. Glancing again at her photograph where it stood on the windo...
She had been out on Sunday she said, and on her return to her flat had noticed that the door was open an inch or two. Her first impression was simply that the lock had failed to catch. She remembered thinking she must be more careful, pushing the door more widely open, entering, and that was all ...
Scout’s Evidence CHAPTER FOURTEEN The A.A. Scout’s Evidence Mitchell let the car proceed another hundred yards or so and then stopped it and alighted, telling Jacks to wait there by the roadside till they returned. ‘What do you think it means, sir? the other Frankland girl...
If, however, Humphreys and his wife were there, but alone, then he was to question them, and try to assure himself whether their flight from Brush Hill was in any way connected with Miss Barton’s disappearance. If they had been in the village and had left, then every possible step was to be taken...
Olive said presently, but though she spoke in jest, her voice was heavy, her eyes, too, were dark and oppressed with thought. To both of them those small and lovely flowers, shining up from the cardboard box they had come in, brought in some way they did not understand a m...
Normally, of course, there are the directories, but they serve only for the established residents who have no reason for concealment. Nor has London any such ‘Bureau de Logis’ as the French police find so useful. Naturally the London police have their own methods, but methods that can only be use...
But Mitchell’s face was very grave, and Bobby felt heavy upon him a dark expression he scarcely understood. ‘Mr Irwin,’ Mitchell said; and then again, since it seemed he had not even been heard: ‘Mr Irwin.’ But the words might not have been uttered for all the effect that ...
officer for the district, Bobby took another bus to Fleet Street, to the office of the Daily Announcer, his next destination. That incriminating letter was almost enough in itself, he thought, to bind the rope about Sir Albert Cambers’s throat. An ugly meaning it had seeme...
It is a restful occupation but Bobby was very tired of it when at last the tedium was relieved first by an order to draw as best he could from memory a sketch of Peter Albert and then, this completed and delivered to the waiting messenger, a summons, after yet another long wait, to Superintendent...
Altogether it was well on in the small hours before he got to bed; and then it was in a mood of considerable depression that he retired, for his duty had compelled him to point out that his cousin, Chris Owen, cousin to himself and to the dead Ronnie Owen, had recently invested three several sums...
She gave them a quick glance, sat down, and said briskly:— “I may as well tell you at once that if you think you are going to treat me like poor little Sophy, you’re very much mistaken.” “I am not aware—” began the colonel stiffly, but Anne cut him short. ...