the red seal(红印)-第22节
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several important matters to discuss with you； Mr。 Clymer。〃
His remark was overheard by their waiter； and he stopped pouring out
Kent's coffee。
〃There is a small smoking room to the right of the dining room；〃 he
suggested。 〃I passed there but a moment ago and it was not occupied。
If you desire； sir； I will serve coffee there。〃
〃An excellent idea。〃 Clymer rose quickly and he and Kent followed
the waiter to the inclosed porch which had been converted into an
attractive lounging room for the club members。 It was much cooler than
the over…heated dining room； and Kent was grateful for the subdued light
given out by the artistically shaded lamps with which it was furnished。
There was silence while the waiter with deft fingers arranged the coffee
and cigars on a wicker table； then receiving Clymer's generous tip with a
word of thanks； the man departed。
Kent wheeled his chair around so as to face his companion and still
have a side view of the dining room； where tables were being rapidly
removed for the dance which followed dinners on Thursday nights。
Clymer selected a cigar with care and； leaning back in his chair until the
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wicker creaked under his weight； he waited patiently for Kent to speak。
It was fully five minutes before Kent addressed him。
〃So James Turnbull was poisoned after all；〃 he commented。 〃A week
ago I would have sworn that Jimmie hadn't an enemy in the world。〃
〃Ah； but he had； and a very bitter vindictive enemy； if the evidence
given at the coroner's inquest this afternoon is to be believed；〃 replied
Clymer seriously。 〃The case is remarkably puzzling。〃
〃It is。〃 Kent bit savagely at his cigar as a slight vent to his feelings。
〃'Killed by a dose of aconitine by a person or persons unknown；' was the
jury's verdict； and a nice tangle they have left me to ferret out。''
〃You？〃
〃Yes。 I'm going to solve this mystery if it is a possible thing。〃 Kent's
tone was grim。 〃And Colonel McIntyre only gave me until Saturday
night to work in。〃
Clymer eyed him in surprise。 〃McIntyre desires to get back his lost
securities； judging from his comments after the inquest； he is not
particularly interested in who killed Turnbull。〃
〃But I am；〃 exclaimed Kent。 〃The more I think of it； the more
convinced I am that the forged letter； with the subsequent disappearance of
McIntyre's securities has some connection with Jimmie's untimely death；
be it murder or suicide。〃
〃Suicide？〃 Clymer' s raised eyebrows indicated his surprise。
〃Yes；〃 shortly。 〃Aconitine would have killed just as surely if
swallowed with suicidal intent as if administered with murderous design。〃
A pause followed which neither man seemed anxious to break； then
Kent turned to the banker； and the latter noticed the haggard lines in his
face。
〃Listen to me； Mr。 Clymer；〃 he began。 〃My instinct tells me that
Jimmie Turnbull never forged that letter or stole McIntyre's securities； but
I admit that everything points to his guilt； even his death。〃
〃How so？〃
〃Because the theft of the securities supplies a motive for his suicide …
fear of exposure and imprisonment；〃 argued Kent。 〃But there is no
motive； so far as I can see； for Jimmie's murder。 Men don't kill each other
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without a motive。 〃There is homicidal mania；〃 suggested Clymer。
〃But not in this case；〃 retorted Kent。 〃We are sane men and it is up to
us to find out if Jimmie died by his own hand or was killed by some
unknown enemy。''
〃Rest easy； Mr。 Kent；〃 said a voice from the doorway and Kent； who
had turned his back in that direction the better to talk to Clymer； whirled
around and found Detective Ferguson regarding him just inside the
threshold。 〃Mr。 Turnbull's enemy is not unknown and will soon be under
arrest。〃
〃Who is he？〃 demanded Clymer and Kent simultaneously。
〃Philip Rochester。〃
Clymer was the first to recover from his astonishment。 〃Oh； get out！〃
he exclaimed incredulously。 〃Why； Rochester was Turnbull's most
intimate friend。〃
〃Until they fell in love with the same girl；〃 answered Ferguson
succinctly； taking possession of the only other chair the porch boasted。
〃One quarrel led to another and then Rochester did for him。 Oh； it dove…
tails nicely； motive； jealous anger； opportunity； recognition in court of
Turnbull disguised as a burglar； at the same time Rochester learns that
Turnbull has been caught after midnight in the house of his sweetheart …〃
〃D … mn you！〃 Kent sprang for the detective's throat。 〃Cut out your
abominable insinuations。 Miss McIntyre shall not be insulted。〃
〃I'm not insulting her；〃 gasped Ferguson； half strangled。 〃Let go； Mr。
Kent。 I'm only telling you what that half crazy partner of yours；
Rochester； was probably thinking in the police court。 Let go； I say。〃
Clymer aided the detective in freeing himself。 〃Sit down； Kent；〃 he
said sternly。 〃Ferguson meant no offense。 Go ahead； man； and tell us
the rest of your theories。〃
It was some minutes； however； before the detective had collected
sufficient breath to answer intelligently。
〃I size it up this way；〃 he began with a resentful glance at Kent who
had dropped back in his chair again。 〃Rochester knew his friend had
heart disease and that his sudden death would be attributed to it … so he
took a sporting chance and administered a fatal dose of aconitine。〃
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〃How was it done？〃 asked Clymer。
〃Just slipped the poison into the glass of water he handed to Turnbull
in the court room；〃 explained Ferguson； and glanced in triumph at Kent。
〃Neat； wasn't it？〃
Kent regarded the detective； his mind in a whirl。 His theory was
certainly plausible； but … 〃Have you other evidence to prove； your theory？〃
he asked。
〃Yes。〃 Ferguson checked off his points on his fingers。 〃Remember
how insistent Mr。 Rochester was that Turnbull had died from angina
pectoris？〃
〃I do；〃 acknowledged Clymer； deeply interested。 〃Continue；
Ferguson。〃
The detective needed no second bidding。
〃Another point；〃 he began。 〃There never would have been a post…
mortem examination if Miss Helen McIntyre hadn't asked for it。 She
knew of the ill…feeling between the men and suspected foul play on
Rochester's part。〃
〃Wait；〃 commanded Kent。 〃Has Miss McIntyre substantiated that
statement？〃
〃Not yet；〃 admitted Ferguson。 〃I stopped at her house； but the butler
said the young ladies had retired and could not see any one。〃 Kent； who
had called there on the way to keep his dinner engagement with Clymer；
had been met with the same statement； to his bitter disappointment。 He
most earnestly desired to see the twins and to see them together； to make
one more effort to induce them to confide in him； for that they had some
secret trouble he was convinced； he longed to be of aid； but his hands were
tied through lack of information。
〃Don't imply motives to Miss McIntyre's act until you have verified
them； Ferguson；〃 he cautioned。 〃Go on with your theories。〃
〃One moment；〃 Clymer broke into the conversation。 〃Did Rochester
tell you； Ferguson； that he had recognized Turnbull in his burglar
disguise？〃
〃No； sir； I never had an opportunity to ask him； for he disappeared
Tuesday night and has not been seen or heard of since；〃 Ferguson rejoined。
