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Detectives and Young Adventurers: The Complete Short Stories

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2018
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‘Yes, Monsieur, I clean Milady’s bath.’

‘Well, perhaps you’ll help me with some photography instead. I have a special kind of camera here, and I am photographing the interiors of all the rooms in this house.’

He was interrupted by the communicating door to the bedroom banging suddenly behind him. Elise jumped at the sound.

‘What did that?’

‘It must have been the wind,’ said Tuppence.

‘We will come into the other room,’ said Tommy.

Elise went to open the door for them, but the door knob rattled aimlessly.

‘What’s the matter?’ said Tommy sharply.

‘Ah, Monsieur, but somebody must have locked it on the other side.’ She caught up a towel and tried again. But this time the door handle turned easily enough, and the door swung open.

‘Voilà ce qui est curieux. It must have been stuck,’ said Elise.

There was no one in the bedroom.

Tommy fetched his apparatus. Tuppence and Elise worked under his orders. But again and again his glance went back to the communicating door.

‘I wonder,’ he said between his teeth – ‘I wonder why that door stuck?’

He examined it minutely, shutting and opening it. It fitted perfectly.

‘One picture more,’ he said with a sigh. ‘Will you loop back that rose curtain, Mademoiselle Elise? Thank you. Just hold it so.’

The familiar click occurred. He handed a glass slide to Elise to hold, relinquished the tripod to Tuppence, and carefully readjusted and closed the camera.

He made some easy excuse to get rid of Elise, and as soon as she was out of the room, he caught hold of Tuppence and spoke rapidly.

‘Look here, I’ve got an idea. Can you hang on here? Search all the rooms – that will take some time. Try and get an interview with the old bird – Lady Laura – but don’t alarm her. Tell her you suspect the parlour-maid. But whatever you do don’t let her leave the house. I’m going off in the car. I’ll be back as soon as I can.’

‘All right,’ said Tuppence. ‘But don’t be too cocksure. You’ve forgotten one thing.

‘The girl. There’s something funny about that girl. Listen, I’ve found out the time she started from the house this morning. It took her two hours to get to our office. That’s nonsense. Where did she go before she came to us?’

‘There’s something in that,’ admitted her husband. ‘Well, follow up any old clue you like, but don’t let Lady Laura leave the house. What’s that?’

His quick ear had caught a faint rustle outside on the landing. He strode across to the door, but there was no one to be seen.

‘Well, so long,’ he said, ‘I’ll be back as soon as I can.’78

Tuppence watched him drive off in the car with a faint misgiving. Tommy was very sure – she herself was not so sure. There were one or two things she did not quite understand.

She was still standing by the window, watching the road, when she saw a man leave the shelter of a gateway opposite, cross the road and ring the bell.

In a flash Tuppence was out of the room and down the stairs. Gladys Hill, the parlourmaid, was emerging from the back part of the house, but Tuppence motioned her back authoritatively. Then she went to the front door and opened it.

A lanky young man with ill-fitting clothes and eager dark eyes was standing on the step.

He hesitated a moment, and then said:

‘Is Miss Kingston Bruce in?’

‘Will you come inside?’ said Tuppence.

She stood aside to let him enter, closing the door.

‘Mr Rennie, I think?’ she said sweetly.

He shot a quick glance at her.

‘Er – yes.’

‘Will you come in here, please?’

She opened the study door. The room was empty, and Tuppence entered it after him, closing the door behind her. He turned on her with a frown.

‘I want to see Miss Kingston Bruce.’

‘I am not quite sure that you can,’ said Tuppence composedly.

‘Look here, who the devil are you?’ said Mr Rennie rudely.

‘International Detective Agency,’ said Tuppence succinctly – and noticed Mr Rennie’s uncontrollable start.

‘Please sit down, Mr Rennie,’ she went on. ‘To begin with, we know all about Miss Kingston Bruce’s visit to you this morning.’

It was a bold guess, but it succeeded. Perceiving his consternation, Tuppence went on quickly.

‘The recovery of the pearl is the great thing, Mr Rennie. No one in this house is anxious for – publicity. Can’t we come to some arrangement?’

The young man looked at her keenly.

‘I wonder how much you know,’ he said thoughtfully. ‘Let me think for a moment.’

He buried his head in his hands – then asked a most unexpected question.

‘I say, is it really true that young St Vincent is engaged to be married?’

‘Quite true,’ said Tuppence. ‘I know the girl.’

Mr Rennie suddenly became confidential.

‘It’s been hell,’ he confided. ‘They’ve been asking her morning, noon and night – chucking Beatrice at his head. All because he’ll come into a title some day. If I had my way –’
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