Chapter V.—The Suspicions of Larose.-3

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“And Mr. Slim?” persisted Larose. “He was astonished like a man on the pictures.” “Ah!” exclaimed the detective. “Like a man on the pictures!” He spoke very quietly. “Now when you appeared at the pantry door that morning, if you had not spoken a word, would Mr. Slim have known where you had come from?” The girl nodded her head. “Yes,” she replied slowly, “because I had passed him in the hall a few moments before, as I was turning into the passage that leads into the billiard-room, and he knew it was my first duty to open the windows there.” The face of the detective was quite expressionless. “Well, when you saw Colonel Mead, later, how was he taking it?” “He was very shaky. I brought him two brandies before lunch. He hardly spoke a word to anyone all day.” “And Mr. Culloden?” The gi

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