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The Daffodil Mystery
The Daffodil Mystery
Language: English
by
EDGAR WALLACE
The Daffodil Mystery, by Edgar Wallace 3
CONTENTS
I. AN OFFER REJECTED
IV. MURDER
CHAPTER THE
CHAPTER I
AN OFFER REJECTED
She nodded.
He chuckled.
He frowned at her.
He nodded.
"I pretty well know why you've sent for me," Tarling
went on. He spoke slowly and had a decided drawl.
"You gave me a rough outline in your letter. You
suspect a member of your staff of having
consistently robbed the firm for many years. A Mr.
Milburgh, your chief departmental manager."
"No, let that wait," he cried. "I tell you I have much
more important business. Milburgh may be a
thief----"
CHAPTER II
"Indeed, sir?"
wrongdoer--looked in vain.
Tarling nodded.
"Miss Rider!"
Lyne had lashed himself again into the old fury, and
if his vitriolic tongue was directed at Milburgh, his
thoughts were centred upon that proud and scornful
face which had looked down upon him in his office.
The smile had gone from his lips and eyes. His face
was haggard--he was a man at bay.
Lyne frowned.
hat.
CHAPTER III
"You didn't think I'd desert you, Sam, eh?" said Mr.
Lyne, all aglow with consciousness of his virtue.
and china. Sam was his luxury and his pose. In his
club he boasted of his acquaintance with this
representative of the criminal classes--for Sam was
an expert burglar and knew no other trade--and
Sam's adoration for him was one of his most
exhilarating experiences.
[Footnote A: Detective.]
For the rest of the morning the two men sat almost
head to head, plotting woe for the girl, whose chief
offence had been against the dignity of Thornton
Lyne, and whose virtue had incited the hate of that
vicious man.
CHAPTER IV 47
CHAPTER IV
MURDER
Tarling noticed.
He finished the tea, and swung his legs over the edge
of the bed.
"I think so," nodded Tarling. "At any rate, this place
is too dull. Just miserable little taking-money-easily
cases, and wife-husband-lover cases and my soul is
sick."
Tarling laughed.
CHAPTER IV 51
Tarling hesitated.
CHAPTER V
dead for some hours. The body had neither coat nor
waistcoat, but about the breast, on which his two
hands were laid, was a silk garment tightly wound
about the body, and obviously designed to stanch a
wound on the left side above the heart.
this murder."
"I think we can rule him out from the list of people
who may be suspected of this murder," he said.
CHAPTER V 71
Tarling nodded.
Tarling nodded.
CHAPTER VI
Tarling nodded.
"It was found round his body, and here are the
handkerchiefs." He pointed to two tiny squares of
linen, so discoloured as to be hardly recognisable.
CHAPTER VI 77
Tarling laughed.
Milburgh smiled.
Tarling nodded.
Her age was nearer forty than thirty, but she was still
a beautiful woman and carried herself with the air of
a grand dame. She was graciousness itself to the
visitor, but Tarling thought he detected a note of
anxiety both in her mien and in her voice.
CHAPTER VII
CHAPTER VIII
He could not know that his hero was lying, and that
in his piqué and hurt vanity he was inventing
grievances which had no foundation, and offences
which had never been committed. He only knew
that, because of the hate which lay in Thornton
Lyne's heart, justifiable hate from Sam's view, the
death of this great man had been encompassed.
CHAPTER VIII 105
Sam nodded.
Sam nodded.
woman, I'll strangle her. I'll put her out! I'll not leave
her till she's torn to rags!"
CHAPTER IX
Tarling nodded.
"Do you think that Miss Rider had any reason for
running away?" asked the detective.
"I would not say that," he said. "I would not accuse a
young woman of such an act of treachery to her
employers, and I distinctly refuse to make any
charges until the auditors have completed their
work. There is no doubt," he added carefully, "that
Miss Rider had the handling of large sums of
money, and she of all people in the business, and
particularly in the cashier's department would have
been able to rob the firm without the knowledge of
either myself or poor Mr. Lyne. This, of course, is
CHAPTER IX 125
after him.
CHAPTER X 127
CHAPTER X
Tarling nodded.
CHAPTER XI
The last words were blurted out. She could not keep
up the farce of a polite conversation.
Tarling nodded.
"And now that you have found me," she went on,
speaking rapidly, "what do you want?"
He saw her lips close tightly and she shook her head.
CHAPTER XI 141
She nodded.
For a moment her eyes filled with tears, but she bit
her lip and smiled bravely into his face.
CHAPTER XI 142
She shook her head, and the little hand which rested
on his closed gently about two of his fingers.
She nodded.
He nodded.
"He?"
CHAPTER XII
Tarling nodded.
"Who was the man? You must tell me. Your own
life depends upon it. Don't you see, Odette, I want to
help you? I want to clear your name of this terrible
charge. You suspect somebody. I must have his
name."
"I can't tell you," she said in a low voice. "I can say
no more. I knew nothing of the murder until you told
me. I had no idea, no thought.... I hated Thornton
Lyne, I hated him, but I would not have hurt him ...
it is dreadful, dreadful!"
He nodded.
"I say," said the doctor, "that's all bunkum about this
girl being wanted as a witness. I had my doubts and
I looked up the Scotland Yard warning which I
received a couple of days ago. She's Odette Rider,
and she's wanted on a charge of murder."
Tarling nodded.
"Not yet," said Tarling. "Will you meet the next train
in from Ashford? I shall be leaving here in half an
hour."
CHAPTER XIII
The journey was all too short, and it was not until
the train was running slowly through a thin fog
which had descended on London that he returned to
the subject of the murder, and only then with an
effort.
CHAPTER XIII 165
She shivered.
He nodded.
"I think I have heard of him," she said. "I know that
Mr. Lyne was interested in a criminal, and that this
criminal worshipped him. Once Mr. Lyne brought
him to the Stores and wanted to give him a job but
the man would not accept it. Mr. Lyne once told me
that Sam Stay would do anything in the world for
him."
CHAPTER XIII 167
Tarling nodded.
Whiteside agreed.
CHAPTER XIII 170
Whiteside.
"Your taxi, sir?" said the head porter. "I didn't see it
go. I'll ask one of the boys."
Tarling frowned.
he was alone.
CHAPTER XIV
Tarling smiled.
Milburgh rose.
Milburgh nodded.
CHAPTER XV
Whiteside nodded.
Whiteside laughed.
CHAPTER XVI
THE HEIR
Whiteside gasped.
Tarling nodded.
"No, sir."
Whiteside nodded.
Tarling nodded.
CHAPTER XVII
"Where is my revolver?"
Stores?
you know too that there are three Scotland Yard men
watching this hotel who would accompany me in
any constitutional I took."
He put away the box into his pocket as she shook her
head.
He nodded.
CHAPTER XVIII
Tarling nodded.
CHAPTER XVIII 232
he?"
Tarling nodded.
"Who?"
CHAPTER XIX
Tarling nodded.
CHAPTER XIX 242
Tarling nodded.
"It was the night you went to the little girl," said
Ling Chu (Tarling knew that he spoke of Odette
Rider). "I had made up my mind to go out, but I
could not find an excuse because, master, you have
given me orders that I must not leave this place
whilst you are out. So I asked if I might go with you
to the house of many houses."
"Empty, of course?"
Tarling whistled.
CHAPTER XX
deal more about this murder than you have told us,
and that you had ever so much more reason for
wishing Mr. Lyne was dead than you are prepared to
admit at this moment. Wait," he said, as the other
opened his mouth to speak. "I am telling you
candidly that the object of my first visit to these
Stores was to investigate happenings which looked
very black against you. It was hardly so much the
work of a detective as an accountant," he said, "but
Mr. Lyne thought that I should be able to discover
who was robbing the firm."
CHAPTER XXI
Whiteside nodded.
Whiteside nodded.
Whiteside nodded.
CHAPTER XXII
Tarling nodded.
"I need not ask you whether the books which Mr.
Milburgh brought this morning had been placed in
that safe, Sir Felix," he said, and the knight looked
surprised.
Not only was Mrs. Rider alone, but she conveyed the
impression that she was practically alone in the
house.
"I want you," said Tarling, and put out his hands.
CHAPTER XXIII
CHAPTER XXIV
The girl was pale and her eyes never left his face.
She nodded.
He held out his hand and she gave him the wallet
without a word.
"Oh, I'm not hurt," she said wearily, "not hurt in the
way you mean."
"Not you?"
Her head was still bent and her voice was so low as
to be almost inaudible.
He hesitated.
She nodded.
"No, no!" she cried and pushed him back, both her
little hands pressing against his chest. "Don't ask me,
don't ask me----"
"Ask me!"
Tarling started.
"Here!"
CHAPTER XXV
The girl was sitting now on the edge of the sofa, her
brave eyes surveying the man who loved her.
She nodded.
"I'll tell you all I can. Perhaps you're right," she said.
"There has been too much mystery. You asked me
once who was Milburgh."
"You know?"
She nodded.
Tarling whistled.
"It was soon after the marriage," said the girl. "I
went into Lyne's Store one day and one of the
employees was rude to me. I shouldn't have taken
much notice, but an officious shop-walker dismissed
the girl on the spot, and when I pleaded for her
reinstatement, he insisted that I should see the
manager. I was ushered into a private office, and
there I saw Mr. Milburgh and realised the kind of
double life he was living. He made me keep his
secret, painted a dreadful picture of what would
happen, and said he could put everything right if I
would come into the business and help him. He told
me he had large investments which were bringing in
big sums and that he would apply this money to
making good his defalcations. That was why I went
CHAPTER XXV 318
She paused.
CHAPTER XXVI
"I was dazed and horrified," said the girl, "at the
thought that poor dear mother might be involved in
this horrible scandal, and when he suggested that I
should write a confession at his dictation and should
leave by the first train for the Continent until the
matter blew over, I fell in with his scheme without
protest--and that is all."
"No, no, not that," she said, and laid her hand on his
shoulder, her distressed face looking into his, "surely
not that. Mr. Milburgh could not have done it, he
could not be so great a scoundrel."
She hesitated.
"Yes, he did," she said, "I don't know who the other
was to."
"But----"
"Yes," replied the girl. "I saw her before I came after
you."
Tarling put his lamp upon the lock and made a little
grimace. The catch had been wedged back into the
lock so that it could not spring out again.
"Did you close the door behind you when you went
in?"
Tarling put his light into the hall and saw the
carpeted stairs half-a-dozen feet away. He guessed
what had happened. Somebody had seen the door
ajar, and guessing from the fact that she had left it
open that she was returning immediately, had
CHAPTER XXVI 328
"He could have gone in the front door," said the girl
uneasily.
CHAPTER XXVII
"M.C.A.?"
Tarling nodded.
down to him.
CHAPTER XXVIII
THE THUMB-PRINT
Tarling nodded.
CHAPTER XXIX
He led the way down the stairs into the garden, and
then for the first time Whiteside noticed that the
Chinaman was bare-footed.
"Listen to that?"
"A bit solid for a box spring, isn't it?" he asked, and
continued his investigation, tearing down the bed
valance.
CHAPTER XXIX 361
CHAPTER XXX
It was some time before she was calm, but then she
could give no further information.
Tarling smiled.
CHAPTER XXXI
"Hate her!"
CHAPTER XXXII
"He was a man with a white face," said the victim, "I
could pick him out of a thousand. And what's more,
he had a brand-new pair of boots on."
"Oh, I know Sam Stay all right, sir. We've had him
in here two or three times. He used to be a
taxi-driver--didn't you know that?"
CHAPTER XXXII 391
"This came for you two hours ago, sir," he said "We
thought you were in Hertford."
Whiteside nodded.
"But you sent for her half an hour ago," she said.
"I sent for her?" said Tarling, turning pale. "Tell me,
please, what has happened?"
It was Milburgh.
CHAPTER XXXIII 401
CHAPTER XXXIII
LING CHU--TORTURER
"We do not set the same value upon the rights of the
individual as do you people in the West. For
CHAPTER XXXIII 409
committing a most----"
"This will not hurt you," said Ling Chu, and drew
four straight lines across the other's breast. The keen
razor edge seemed scarcely to touch the flesh, yet
where the knife had passed was a thin red mark like
a scratch.
"I swear I did not kill him! I swear it, I swear it!"
raved the prisoner. "Wait, wait!" he whimpered as
the other picked up the handkerchief. "Do you know
what has happened to Miss Rider?"
CHAPTER XXXIV
THE ARREST
"I see," said Tarling. "Now tell your story and tell it
quickly, my friend, and try to keep to the truth. Who
murdered Thornton Lyne?"
"If you could explain how the body was taken from
Odette Rider's flat," he said slowly, "and left in
Hyde Park, I could answer you immediately. For to
this minute, I believe that Thornton Lyne was killed
by Odette Rider."
CHAPTER XXXV
MILBURGH'S STORY
Tarling nodded.
CHAPTER XXXV 430
"I see," said Tarling, "so it was you who packed the
bag?"
CHAPTER XXXV 434
CHAPTER XXXVI
AT HIGHGATE CEMETERY
"I know you," she gasped. "You are the man who
tried to get into my flat!"
He grinned.
Perhaps he would kill her first and then get her over
the wall afterwards. It would be a grand revenge if
he could get her into the cemetery alive and thrust
her, the living, down amongst the dead, through
those little doors which opened like church doors to
the cold, dank vault below.
CHAPTER XXXVII
"It is I, Odette!"
more. I am so tired."
fellow's brain."
Ling Chu came in, his calm, inscrutable self, and but
for the fact that his forehead and his right hand were
heavily bandaged, carrying no evidence of his tragic
experience.
CHAPTER XXXVII 460
"A magistrate?"
CHAPTER XXXVII 462
"But----" he began.
CHAPTER THE
LAST
"So that when Mr. Lyne told me that the girl was
beautiful, this idea struck me that I would have
revenge upon her. I was living in Lambeth at the
house of an old lag, who practically took nobody but
crooks as lodgers. It cost more than ordinary lodging
CHAPTER THE 469
"I told the landlord I had a job on the 14th and gave
him £1. I saw Mr. Lyne on the 14th at his house and
put the idea up to him. I showed him the vitriol
which I had bought in the Waterloo Road and he
said he would not hear of my doing it. I thought he
only said that because he did not want to be mixed
up in the case. He asked me to leave the girl to him
and he would settle with her.
lights.
"As I did so, I heard the key turn in the lock again. I
gave one glance at the body which had fallen on its
face and then I dived for the alcove.
"I sat in that car with him for the best part of two
hours, crying as I never have cried, then after a
while I roused myself and carried him out and laid
him on the sidewalk, some distance from the car. I
had enough sense to know that if he were found
dead in my company it would go very badly with
me, but I hated leaving him and after I had folded
his arms I sat by him for another hour or two.
CHAPTER THE 476
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She did not look at him, but played with the blades
of grass she had plucked.
"I think you were sorry for me," she said, "and you
were rather led into your wild declaration of--of----"
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