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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,Iguessyou'

dcallherthatifyou'

renottoofussy."

AsOgilvieglanced,grinning,attheDuchess,theDukesaidsharply,"

Getonwithit!

Well"

–thesmugfatfaceswungback–"

thewayIhearit,youwonahundredatthetables,thenlostitatthebar.Youwereintoasecondhundred–witharealswingingparty–whenyourwifeheregotthereinataxi."

Howdoyouknowallthis?

I'

lltellyou,Duke–I'

vebeeninthistownandthishotelalongtime.Igotfriendsallover.Iobligethem;

theydothesameforme,likelettingmeknowwhatgives,an’where.Thereain'

tmuch,outoftheway,whichpeoplewhostayinthishoteldo,Idon'

tgettohearabout.Mostof’emneverknowIknow,orknowme.Theythinktheygottheirlittlesecrettuckedaway,andsotheyhave–exceptlikenow."

TheDukesaidcoldly,"

Isee."

OnethingI'

dliketoknow.Igotacuriousnature,ma’am.How'

dyoufigurewherehewas?

TheDuchesssaid,"

Youknowsomuch...Isupposeitdoesn'

tmatter.Myhusbandhasahabitofmakingnoteswhileheistelephoning.Afterwardheoftenforgetstodestroythem.”

Thehousedetectivecluckedhistonguereprovingly."

Alittlecarelesshabitlikethat,Duke–lookatthemessitgetsyouin.Well,here'

swhatIfigureabouttherest.Youan'

yourwifetookoffhome,youdrivin'

thoughthewaythingsturnedoutitmighthavebeenbetterifshe'

dhavedrove."

Mywifedoesn'

tdrive."

Ogilvienoddedunderstandingly."

Explainsthatone.Anyway,Ireckonyouwerelickered（=liquored）up,butgood..."

TheDuchessinterrupted."

Thenyoudon'

tknow!

Youdon'

tknowanythingforsure!

Youcan'

tpossiblyprove..."

Lady,IcanproveallIneedto."

TheDukecautioned,"

Betterlethimfinish,oldgirl."

sright,"

Ogilviesaid."

Justsitan'

listen.LastnightIseenyoucomein–throughthebasement,so'

snottousethelobby.Lookedrightshaken,too,thepairofyou.Justcomeinmyself,an'

Igottowonderingwhy.LikeIsaid,Igotacuriousnature."

TheDuchessbreathed,"

Goon."

Latelastnightthewordwasoutaboutthehit-'

n-run.OnahunchIwentoverthegarageandtookaquietlook-seeatyourcar.Youmaybedon'

tknow–it'

sawayinacorner,behindapillarwherethejockeysdon'

tseeitwhenthey'

recomin'

by."

TheDukelickedhislips."

Isupposethatdoesn'

tmatternow."

Youmighthavesomethingthere,"

Ogilvieconceded."

Anyway,whatIfoundmademedosomescouting--acrossatpoliceheadquarterswheretheyknowmetoo."

Hepausedtopuffagainatthecigarashislistenerswaitedsilently.Whenthecigartipwasglowingheinspectedit,thencontinued."

Overtheretheygotthreethingstogoon.Theygotaheadlighttrimringwhichmustacomeoffwhenthekidan’thewomanwashit.Theygotsomeheadlightglass,andlookin’atthekid'

sclothin'

theyreckonthere'

llbeabrushtrace."

Awhat?

Yourubclothesagainstsomethinghard,Duchess,speciallyifit'

sshinylikeacarfender,say,an'

itleavesamarkthesamewayasfingerprints.Thepolicelabkinpickitupliketheydoprints–dustit,an’itshows."

sinteresting,"

theDukesaid,asifspeakingofsomethingunconnectedwithhimself."

Ididn'

tknowthat."

Notmanydo.Inthiscase,though,Ireckonitdon'

tmakealoto'

difference.Onyourcaryougotabustedheadlight,andthetrimring'

sgone.Ain'

tanydoubtthey'

dmatchup,evenwithoutthebrushtracean’theblood.0hyeah,Ishouldatoldyou.There'

splentyofblood,thoughitdon'

tshowtoomuchontheblackpaint."

Oh,myGod!

Ahandtoherface,theDuchessturnedaway.

Herhusbandasked,"

Whatdoyouproposetodo?

Thefatmanrubbedhishandstogether,lookingdownathisthick,fleshyfingers."

LikeIsaid,Icometohearyoursideofit."

TheDukesaiddespairingly,“WhatcanIpossiblysay?

Youknowwhathappened.”Hemadeanattempttosquarehisshoulderswhichdidnotsucceed.“You'

dbettercallthepoliceandgetitover.”

“Wellnow,there'

snocallforbeinghasty.”Theincongruousfalsettovoicetookonamusingnote.“What'

sdone'

sbeendone.Rushinganyplaceain'

tgonnabringbackthekidnoritsmotherneither.Besides,whatthey'

ddotoyouacrossattheheadquarters,Duke,youwouldn'

tlike.Nosir,youwouldn'

tlikeitatall.”

Theothertwoslowlyraisedtheireyes.

“Iwashoping,”Ogilviesaid,“thatyoufolkscouldsuggestsomething.”

TheDukesaiduncertainly,“Idon'

tunderstand.”

“Iunderstand,”theDuchessofCroydonsaid.“Youwantmoney,don'

tyou?

Youcameheretoblackmailus.”

Ifsheexpectedherwordstoshock,theydidnotsucceed.Thehousedetectiveshrugged.“Whatevernamesyoucallthings,ma'

am,don'

tmattertome.AllIcomeforwastohelpyoupeopleoutoftrouble.ButIgottolivetoo.”

”You'

dac