The Fred M. White Disaster MEGAPACK ®: 15 Tales of Doom, Disaster, and Mystery by Fred M. White

Author:Fred M. White [White, Fred M.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: mystery, murder, disaster, pandemic, science fiction, thriller
ISBN: 9781434408983
Publisher: Wildside Press LLC
Published: 2014-09-14T16:00:00+00:00

“Once,” she said. “Once I did say something to Sir Charles. He told me that every paper in his possession had been deposited with his lawyers.”

Once more Sartoris shaded his eyes with his hand. Field could see his fingers shaking. In a hard voice Sartoris asked if the girl meant the family solicitor.

“No, I don’t,” she said without the slightest hesitation. “As a matter of fact the family solicitor would have nothing to do with Sir Charles—he found him too expensive. It was some little man in one of the Inns, Gray’s Inn or Clement’s Inn, who kept his creditors at bay. But more than that I am afraid I cannot tell you.”

Sartoris muttered something that might have been the strangling of an oath. Field began to understand. Papers, and probably valuable papers, belonging to Sir Charles were necessary; and the gang of thieves was at a loss what to do without them.

“I dare say I can find out,” Sartoris said. “If I do, I fancy you will benefit considerably. More than that I dare not venture for the present, my dear young lady, because so frequently these things turn out very differently. If you could think of the name of that solicitor—”

“Perhaps I might,” the girl said. “I have a good memory, especially for trifles. If I do recollect the name I will write you here. Do you know you remind me of a man I knew in India. He was much younger than you, of course, and different in many ways. And yet every time I look at you and hear your voice I think of him.”

“As a matter of fact I never was in India at all,” Sartoris said hastily. There was a nasty ring in his voice that caused the girl to look up, whereon Sartoris laughed, seeing that he had made a mistake. “Excuse me, but this neuralgia of mine is very troublesome tonight. And I am afraid that I am detaining you.”

The girl muttered something soothing and sympathetic; at the same time she rose and crossed to the bell. But Sartoris merely reached out a hand and asked her to help him into his chair. He sank back into the wheeled contrivance at length with a sigh that might have been pain.

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