Suicide Excepted by Cyril Hare

Author:Cyril Hare
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery
Publisher: Reading Essentials
Published: 1939-06-29T05:00:00+00:00

Vanning, Alfred & Co., Ltd., Fruit Mrchts., Covt Gdn. W.C.2.

Vanning, Alfred E., Osokosi, Watling Way, Strthm.

Vanning, Chas. C., Grngrcr, 42 Victoria Ave., S.W.16.

Vanning, K. S. T., Barrister-at-Law, 2 Nisi Prius Row, Temple, E.C.4.

Vanning, K. S. T., 46 Exeter Mans., S.W.11.

Vanning, Mrs., 94b Grosvenor Sq., W.1.

Vanning, Peter, Artist, 3 Hogarth Studios, Kingfisher Walk, S.W.3.

Vanning, Thos. B., Grngrcr, 85 Brick St., N.1.

Vanning, Waldron & Smith, Chtrd Acctnts, 14 Gossip Lane, E.C.3.

“Quite amusing in its way,” he remarked. “Observe how Alfred E., no doubt the big noise of the firm at Covent Garden, establishes his younglings in the retail trade to the north and south of him! Wait a bit, though—perhaps they’re only nephews. He seeks higher things for his son, and sends him to the Bar.”

“Where does the artist come in?” said Anne.

“Oh, he’s obviously a sport from the parent stock, who sickened of the sight of whole oranges in crates, and went off to paint half ones on dishes instead. But I can’t quite work in Mrs. Vanning. Grosvenor Square clashes rather with Osokosi, don’t you think? Perhaps—”

“The point is, it seems to me,” said Martin heavily, “does any of this help us to find J. S. Vanning?”

“Not in the least. I suppose we could solemnly go through everyone on the list and try to find if any of them is harboring a son or brother with the initials J. S., but it seems a waste of time when we’ve got another line on him through Parsons.”

“Just what I thought. Well, the upshot of the day’s work is, we’ve knocked Davitt off the list—subject to what I said about stockbrokers—and Vanning and Jones are left much where we found ’em.”

“Jones!” said Stephen. “I forgot. You haven’t told me about him yet.”

And Martin did tell him, with all and more than all the elaboration with which he had already told Anne. Soon the two men were comparing notes on their experiences and arguing like old hands as to the merits of different methods of detective inquiry. To Anne, sitting bored and tired between them, it was all very reminiscent of after-tea conversation in Devonshire. . . . “What you want to do, old man, is to drive the Long Wood first, and put three guns forward, with a stop in the hollow.”—“It’s no good, my dear chap, with the wind in the South—they simply break back over the boundary fence every time.”—“’f course, if you’d only taken my advice last year and cut another ride through the larch plantation. . . .” If it hadn’t been for the consciousness of that nagging little fact, ever present at the back of her mind, she would have gone fast asleep.

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