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Page 66
"I wonder if you'd take this letter to Jallands for me?"
"Of course."
"Thanks very much. Well, I shall see you later."
He nodded and got into the car.
As soon as they were alone Bill turned eagerly to his friend.
"Well?" he said excitedly.
"Come into the library."
They went in, and Tony sank down into a chair.
"You must give me a moment," he panted. "I've been running."
"Running?"
"Well, of course. How do you think I got back here?"
"You don't mean you went out at the other end?"
Antony nodded.
"I say, did you hear me tapping?"
"I did, indeed. Bill, you're a genius."
Bill blushed.
"I knew you'd understand," he said. "You guessed that I meant
Cayley?"
"I did. It was the least I could do after you had been so
brilliant. You must have had rather an exciting time."
"Exciting? Good Lord, I should think it was."
"Tell me about it."
As modestly as possible, Mr. Beverley explained his
qualifications for a life on the stage.
"Good man," said Antony at the end of it. "You are the most
perfect Watson that ever lived. Bill, my lad," he went on
dramatically, rising and taking Bill's hand in both of his,
"There is nothing that you and I could not accomplish together,
if we gave our minds to it."
"Silly old ass."
"That's what you always say when I'm being serious. Well,
anyway, thanks awfully. You really saved us this time."
"Were you coming back?"
"Yes. At least I think I was. I was just wondering when I heard
you tapping. The fact of the door being shut was rather
surprising. Of course the whole idea was to see if it could be
opened easily from the other side, but I felt somehow that you
wouldn't shut it until the last possible moment--until you saw me
coming back. Well, then I heard the taps, and I knew it must
mean something, so I sat tight. Then when C began to come along
I said, 'Cayley, b'Jove'--bright, aren't I?--and I simply hared
to the other end of the passage for all I was worth. And hared
back again. Because I thought you might be getting rather
involved in explanations--about where I was, and so on."
"You didn't see Mark, then?"
"No. Nor his--No, I didn't see anything."
"Nor what?"
Antony was silent for a moment.
"I didn't see anything, Bill. Or rather, I did see something; I
saw a door in the wall, a cupboard. And it's locked. So if
there's anything we want to find, that's where it is."
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