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of the gentlemen who have stayed here during the past year, say, so
we can look up their servants.”
“I can tell you offhand of several of my guests but it will take more
time than I can spare this afternoon to give you a complete list, and
frankly, it is distasteful to me to have my friends annoyed.” Orbit’s
tone was pleasant but firm. “The latest to visit me, whom I can recall,
are Professor Harrowden, from the Smithsonian Institute, Sir Philip
Devereux and Conan Fairclough of London, Sabatiano Maura,
Yareslow Gazdik—”
“Mr. Orbit, would you write the last two?” McCarty interrupted
earnestly. “Where might Professor Harrowden be found?”
“In South America just now, leading an expedition up the Amazon.”
Orbit laid his cigarette in a tray of curiously hammered red gold and
reached obligingly for a pen. “Fairclough’s off for Africa again, I
believe, and Gazdik is playing a series of concerts at Biarritz.”
“Are the others at the ends of the earth, too?” The question was
bland, but McCarty’s smile was a trifle grim.
“Oh, no!” Orbit smiled also in understanding, as he rose and
offered the sheet of paper. “Sir Philip is on his way here from the
West to visit me again for a few days and Maura’s portrait exhibition
closes in Philadelphia before the end of the month when he, too, will
return before sailing again for Madrid. I’ll send the complete list to
headquarters for you, but I’m afraid you won’t find that their
menservants learned much of Hughes’ affairs in the brief time they
were here.”
McCarty thanked him and they took their departure, encountering
Ching Lee in the hall below who showed them out in silence.
“’Tis beyond me what you got out of that interview,” Dennis
declared. “Stalling, is what I’d have called it!”
“The two of us!” McCarty agreed with a chuckle. “Him as well as
me. He’ll not be dragging his friends into this business if he can help
it!... Who’s the lanky, worried-looking guy talking to Bill?”
Halfway down the block, a tall, thin, bespectacled young man was
gesticulating nervously as he confronted the watchman whose
vehement shakes of the head denoted protestation. While they
watched, the young man turned abruptly and made for the Goddard
house. Bill advanced slowly toward them.
“Have you fellows seen the Goddard boy?” he asked. “He’s the
red-headed kid you saw me let in the first day you came. That was
his private teacher who’s been looking for him for an hour but he
didn’t go out either of the gates.”
“Maybe he did awhile back when that one was left open,” McCarty
suggested dryly.
“Good Lord, did you know that!” Bill gasped. “If you let on it’ll cost
me my job, and I only stepped ’round the corner for a smoke! The
kid’s all right, but they treat him like a baby. Did you find out yet who
killed Hughes?”
“We’re waiting for news every minute,” McCarty assured him
gravely as they reached the western gate. “I shouldn’t wonder if it
came to-night.”
“Now what in the world did you give him that bunk for?” demanded
Dennis, when they had left the Mall safely behind them.
“I said ‘news,’ but not of what kind, Denny,” replied his companion
with dignity. “You’re not on duty till morning?”
“No, I was thinking I’d drop in at Molly’s, now the kid has got over
the measles.”
“Well, come to my rooms when you leave your sister’s,” McCarty
invited. “I’ve accepted a bribe from one of my Homevale tenants,
who’s law-breaking in his cellar, and if you’re not afraid of being
poisoned like Hughes——?”
“I’ll be there!” Dennis promised with alacrity.
He was as good as his word but when he arrived no refreshment
awaited him. Instead, McCarty turned from the telephone with a glint
of latent excitement in his blue eyes and announced:
“The news has come, Denny. Horace Goddard has been
kidnapped!”
CHAPTER IX
IN THIN AIR