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Page 37
Zani Chada stood up slowly.
"Chief Inspector," he said, "I advise you to do nothing until you
have consulted your wife."
"Consulted my wife?" snapped Kerry. "What the devil do you
mean?"
"I mean that any steps you may take now can only lead to disaster
for many, and in your own case to great sorrow."
Kerry took a step forward, two steps, then paused. He was
considering certain words which the Eurasian had spoken. Without
fearing the man in the physical sense, he was not fool enough to
underestimate his potentialities for evil and his power to strike
darkly.
"Act as you please," added Zani Chada, speaking even more softly.
"But I have not advised lightly. I will receive you, Chief
Inspector, at any hour of the night you care to return. By to-
morrow, if you wish, you may be independent of everybody."
Kerry clenched his fists.
"And great sorrow may be spared to others," concluded the
Eurasian.
Kerry's teeth snapped together audibly; then, putting on his hat,
he turned and walked straight to the door.
V
DAN KERRY, JUNIOR
Dan Kerry, junior, was humorously like his father, except that he
was larger-boned and promised to grow into a much bigger man.
His hair was uncompromisingly red, and grew in such irregular
fashion that the comb was not made which could subdue it. He had
the wide-open, fighting blue eyes of the Chief Inspector, and
when he smiled the presence of two broken teeth lent him a very
pugilistic appearance.
On his advent at the school of which he was now one of the most
popular members, he had promptly been christened "Carrots." To
this nickname young Kerry had always taken exception, and he
proceeded to display his prejudice on the first day of his
arrival with such force and determination that the sobriquet had
been withdrawn by tacit consent of every member of the form who
hitherto had favoured it.
"I'll take you all on," the new arrival had declared amidst a
silence of stupefaction, "starting with you"--pointing to the
biggest boy. "If we don't finish to-day, I'll begin again to-
morrow."
The sheer impudence of the thing had astounded everybody. Young
Kerry's treatment of his leading persecutor had produced a
salutary change of opinion. Of such kidney was Daniel Kerry,
junior; and when, some hours after his father's departure on the
night of the murder in the fog, the 'phone bell rang, it was Dan
junior, and not his mother, who answered the call.
"Hallo!" said a voice. "Is that Chief Inspector Kerry's house?"
"Yes," replied Dan.
"It has begun to rain in town," the voice continued, "Is that the
Chief Inspector's son speaking?"
"Yes, I'm Daniel Kerry."
"Well, my boy, you know the way to New Scotland Yard?"
"Rather."
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