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The Red Seal

Chapter 2 THE GAME OF CONSEQUENCES

Word Count: 1708    |    Released on: 28/11/2017

sockets he sat staring at the dead man, completely oblivious of the others' presence. A

directed. "We cannot move

ump and he made for the exit, only to be stopped at the

ed himself from his bent attitude a

e case," he objected. "Poor Turnbull

ting to the still figure. "Explain yourself, Rochest

pectoris he knows the end may come at any moment and in any place. Turnbull made no s

tely at the dead man and vaguely about the r

e all knew it at the bank," he stated. "But I un

or angina pectoris,

Stone, and would have added m

te, his words tumbling over each other. "I will go at once and communicate with an undertaker." But before he could rise from

lapel of his coat and displayed a metal badge. "I am Fe

e detective's question, which was addressed to all. "Mr. Clymer, here, can tell you that

x?" asked Ferguson with more

ctoris, you know," replied Roche

t Company," he looked questioningly at Clymer whom he knew quite well by sight, "and a social high-light, d

rge of house-breaking," volunteered the deputy mar

chester. "The excitemen

ous sport for a man suffering with angina pectoris

eputy marshal, to whom the question w

es

stantly. "There is no necessity to bri

choed Fergu

heir house," Rochester was commenci

remarkably keen inquisitorial instinct which had gained him place and certain fam

t Turnbull's body here," responded the deputy mars

nner impressed Ferguson. "It is better for me to break the news of Mr. Turnbull's death to the yo

and her sister Barbara, conducted by the same bowing patrol

aordinary masquerade and sudden death of his popular and trusted cashier bordered on shocked horror, which had made him a passive witness of the rapidly

nor indicated, wondered if she had overheard Rochester's ejaculations, but whatever action the banker contemplated in response to the lawyer's appeal was checke

Babs, tell me!" And she he

ent over Turnbull. When she looked u

a slight shake. "Hush! It is Jimmie Turn

ntered on the dead man she swayed on her feet, and Dr. Stone, t

her sister. "Don't stare so, d

Mr. Turnbull in his disguise," suggested Ferguson, who stoo

ed as he had become to tragic scenes, felt a throb of

The burglar you caught in your ho

ack from his side and stood by her sister. As the two girls faced the circle of men, the likeness between them was extraordinary. Each had the same slight graceful figure, eq

ed steadiness as she proceeded, "that the burglar whom Office

the twins looked dumbly at him, confirmed t

ed was broken by Barb

re the concentrated regard of the men facing her. "He broke into o

ster's arm as the latter's voice gained in shr

ra waved her away impatiently.

dazedly. "I knew he had heart trouble, but-" She stepped toward Turnbull and her voice quivered with

away now, Babs; this is no place for you and Helen." He signed to the deputy marshal to open the door as he walked across

be an inques

d your house on a wager and died from an attack of angina pectoris the inquest is likel

ning, he was passing the door when attracted by the group just inside the room. Courteously acknowledging Helen's act,

, Ferguson?" asked Clymer,

ath is apparent," the detective bowed to C

the relatives specially request it, we do not perform autopsies," he answe

a wager with Miss McIntyre died suddenly from

oke in Rochester. "Please write out a permit f

omed size, shone brightly, in contrast to her dead white face. C

"As Mr. Turnbull's fiancee, I-" she faltered again. "I demand

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