Part 18 (1/2)
”A New Element Added to the Hume Sensation!”
”The _Star_ man seems to have struck up an acquaintance with Sams,”
said Ashton-Kirk, with interest. He thought for a moment, and then added to Fuller:
”Tell Stumph when Miss Edyth Vale arrives to show her here at once.”
”Oh, you have been expecting her then?”
”No: I have not. But I am now.”
After Fuller left the room, the investigator turned eagerly to the _Star's_ leaded narrative. This laid great stress upon the evident wealth and dazzling beauty of the mysterious midnight visitor in Christie Place; and second only to her did they feature the well-dressed stranger whom Berg had seen enter at Hume's door before he had closed his own place for the night. The revolver shot that had followed the woman's entrance and the parrot-like scream which had, in turn, followed that, lost nothing in the telling.
”Who was the woman? That is the mystery,” the newspaper said in conclusion. ”The hack driver caught but a glimpse of her, and in the excitement of the moment failed to take the number of the car. But that the latter was a Maillard he is positive. There are several headquarter's men following up the clew as this goes to press; and startling developments are expected at any moment.
”As to the second man whom the fancy grocer, Berg, saw go into Hume's, there is a well-founded belief that he is very well known in select circles and had called at Hume's frequently upon a matter concerning which both he and Hume were always very secretive. The _Star_ called up both his apartments and his office, but he had not been seen at either place on the day after the murder. The clubs of which he is a member were resorted to, but with no more success. As this gentleman is known to be engaged to the beautiful heiress of a huge fortune, the _Star's_ well-known special writer, Nancy Prindeville, was detailed to get her statement. But a man servant stated that his mistress had given positive orders that she could not be seen.”
The investigator threw down the paper.
”Well,” said he to himself with a shrug, ”that makes it a little annoying for the young lady. The fact that they refer to Morris when they speak of a young man 'well known in select circles' will be plain to everyone, for the facts of Morris' visits have been rather well exploited in all the other papers. And as newspaper men are not without daring in their conjectures, I wonder how long it will be before one of them openly a.s.sociates the 'beautiful unknown' with Allan Morris' betrothed. I would, I think, offer even money that the thing is hinted at before night.”
He sat for some time in the midst of the scattered sheets thinking deeply; then he pressed the bell call, and Fuller presented himself.
”I want you to take up the investigation of Hume and Allan Morris where you left off the other day. Put Burgess, O'Neill and any others that you desire on the matter. I want _complete_ information, and I want it _quickly_.”
”Yes, sir,” answered Fuller.
”Follow up anything that promises results concerning Morris' father.
Especially find out if he ever knew Hume. Get every fact that can be gathered about the latter. You, or rather Burgess, hinted in the preliminary report that it was thought that he had at one time lived abroad. If it is possible, establish that fact. In any event, go into his history as deeply as you can.”
”Very well,” said Fuller, with the easy manner of a person accustomed to carrying out difficult orders.
As the young man went out at one door, Stumph knocked upon another; then Miss Edyth Vale, very pale, but entirely composed, was shown into the room.
CHAPTER IX
MISS VALE TELLS WHAT SHE KNOWS
Ashton-Kirk arose, kicked aside the litter of newspapers, and placed a chair for his visitor.
”Your man told me that I was expected,” she said. ”How did you know that I would come this morning?”
”I knew that you'd be sure to read the newspapers,” said he. ”And I was pretty confident as to the effect the _Star's_ account would have.”
She sat down quietly and for a few moments did not speak. A slight trembling of the lower lip was the only indication of the strain under which she was laboring. Finally she said:
”I am very sorry that I deceived you yesterday morning.”
He waved his hand lightly.