Part 1 (2/2)
”Anyone about?” he hurriedly asked the sergeant who was making entries in the charge-book.
”Yes, sir. I saw Flack here a moment ago.”
”Get him at once and call a taxi. Scotland Yard's rung through to say they've received a report that Sir Horace Fewbanks has been murdered.”
”Murdered?” echoed the sergeant in a tone of keen interest. ”Who told Scotland Yard that?”
”I don't know. Who was on that beat last night?”
”Flack, sir. Was Sir Horace murdered in his own house? I thought he was in Scotland.”
”So did I, but he may have returned--ah, here's the taxi.”
Inspector Seldon had been waiting on the steps for the appearance of a cab from the rank round the corner in response to the shrill blast which the sergeant had blown on his whistle. The sergeant went to the door of the station leading into the yard and sharply called:
”Flack!”
In response a police-constable, without helmet or tunic, came running up the steps from the bas.e.m.e.nt, which was used as a gymnasium.
”Seldon wants you. Get on your tunic as quick as you can. He is in a devil of a hurry.”
Inspector Seldon was seated in the taxi-cab when Flack appeared. He had been impatiently drumming his fingers on the door of the cab.
”Jump in, man,” he said angrily. ”What has kept you all this time?”
Flack breathed stertorously to show that he had been running and was out of breath, but he made no reply to the official rebuke. Inspector Seldon turned to him and remarked severely:
”Why didn't you let me know that Sir Horace Fewbanks had returned from Scotland?”
Flack looked astonished.
”But he hasn't returned, sir,” he said. ”He's away for a month at least,”
he ventured to add.
”Who told you that?”
”The housemaid at Riversbrook--before he went away.”
”H'm.” The inspector's next question contained a moral rebuke rather than an official one. ”You're a married man, Flack?”
”Yes, sir.”
”So the housemaid told you he was going away for a month. Well, she ought to know. When did she tell you?”
”A week ago yesterday, sir. She told me that all the servants except the butler were going down to Dellmere the next day--that is Sir Horace's country place--and that Sir Horace was going to Scotland for the shooting and would put in some weeks at Dellmere after the shooting season was over.”
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