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Prettyneatset-upyoufolksgot.”Takinghistime,Ogilvieremovedtheoffendingcigar,knockedofftheashandflippedthebutttowardanornamentalfireplaceonhisright.Hemissed,andthebuttfelluponthecarpetwhereheignoredit.
TheDuchess'
slipstightened.Shesaidsharply,imagineyoudidnotcomeheretodiscussdé
cor"
.
Theobesebodyshookinanappreciativechuckle."
No,ma'
am,can'
tsayIdid.Ilikenicethings,though."
Heloweredthelevelofhisincongruousfalsettovoice."
Likethatcarofyours.Theoneyoukeephereinthehotel.Jaguar,ain'
tit?
"
Aah!
Itwasnotaspokenword,butanemissionofbreathfromtheDukeofCroydon.Hiswifeshothimaswift,warningglance.
Inwhatconceivablewaydoesourcarconcernyou?
”
AsifthequestionfromtheDuchesshadbeenasignal,thehousedetective'
smannerchanged.Heinquiredabruptly,"
Whoelseisinthisplace?
ItwastheDukewhoanswered,"
Noone.Wesentthemout."
There'
sthingsitpaystocheck."
Movingwithsurprisingspeed,thefatmanwalkedaroundthesuite,openingdoorsandinspectingthespacebehindthem.Obviouslyheknewtheroomarrangementwell.Afterreopeningandclosingtheouterdoor,hereturned,apparentlysatisfied,tothelivingroom.
TheDuchesshadseatedherselfinastraight-backedOgilvieremainedstanding.
Nowthen,"
hesaid."
Youtwowasinthehit-'
n-run."
Shemethiseyesdirectly."
Whatareyoutalkingabout?
Don'
tplaygames,lady.Thisisforreal."
Hetookoutafreshcigarandbitofftheend,"
Yousawthepapers.There'
sbeenplentyonradio,too."
TwohighpointsofcolorappearedinthepalenessoftheDuchessofCroydon'
scheeks."
Whatyouaresuggestingisthemostdisgusting,ridiculous..."
Itoldyou–Cutitout!
”Thewordsspatforthwithsuddensavagery,allpretenseofblandnessgone.IgnoringtheDuke,Ogilviewavedtheunlightedcigarunderhisadversary'
sadversary'
snose."
Youlistentome,yourhigh-an'
-mightiness.Thiscity'
sburnin'
mad–cops,mayor,everybodyelse.Whentheyfindwhodonethatlastnight,whokilledthatkidan'
itsmother,thenhigh-tailedit,they'
llthrowthebook,andnevermindwhoithits,orwhethertheygotfancytitlesneither.NowIknowwhatIknow,andifIdowhatbyrightsIshould,there'
llbeasquadofcopsinheresofastyou'
llhardlysee'
em.ButIcometoyoufirst,infairness,so'
syoucouldtellyoursideofittome."
Thepiggyeyesblinked,thenhardened."
'
fyouwantittheotherway,justsayso."
TheDuchessofCroydon–threecenturiesandahalfofinbredarrogancebehindher–didnotyieldeasily.Springingtoherfeet,herfacewrathful,gray-greeneyesblazing,shefacedthegrossnessofthehousedetectivesquarely.Hertonewouldhavewitheredanyonewhoknewherwell.“Youunspeakableblackguard!
Howdareyou!
Eventheself-assuranceofOgilvieflickeredforaninstant.ButitwastheDukeofCroydonwhointerjected,"
It'
snogo,oldgirl.I'
mafraid.Itwasagoodtry."
FacingOgilvie,hesaid,"
Whatyouaccuseusofistrue.Iamtoblame.Iwasdrivingthecarandkilledthelittlegirl."
That'
smorelikeit,"
Ogilviesaid.Helitthefreshcigar."
Nowwe'
regettingsomewhere."
Wearily,inagestureofsurrender,theDuchessofCroydonsankbackintoherchair.Claspingherhandstoconcealtheirtrembling,sheasked."
Whatisityouknow?
Wellnow,I'
llspellitout."
Thehousedetectivetookhistime,leisurelyputtingacloudofbluecigarsmoke,hiseyessardonicallyontheDuchessasifchallengingherobjection.Butbeyondwrinklinghernoseindistaste,shemadenocomment.
OgilviepointedtotheDuke."
Lastnight,earlyon,youwenttoLindy'
sPlaceinIrishBayou.YoudrovethereinyourfancyJaguar,andyoutookaladyfriend.Leastways