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The Rome Express

Chapter 3 No.3

Word Count: 1307    |    Released on: 30/11/2017

e in every case, and were limited in this early

as No. 13 in compartment f. His companion in the berth was a younger man, smaller, slighter, but of much the same stamp. His name was Jules Devaux, and he was a commission agent. His berth had been No. 15 in the

d himself General Sir Charles Collingham, an officer of her Majesty's army; and the clergyman who shared the compartment was his bro

s dismissed, he asked whether

efly. He did not care to be asked questions. T

e to communicate with

ve, not choosing to believe the story at

onel Papillon, the military attaché; we were in the same regiment.

ou propos

t it should be known that my brother and I ar

as you wish. We will telephone from here to the p

ferin, and my friend

And now, if you will

; a dark-skinned man, with very black hair and a bristling black moustache. He wore a long dark cloak of the Inverness order, and, w

y after the formal questioning was over, "I

wait to speak till now?" said the detective, receiving the adv

of addressing any one in authority

f of the Detec

an give some useful information when called

proach the inquiry without pre

ge arrives, then, perhaps; at any rate, at

on of contempt at the French detective's method

g cloak, and closely veiled. She answered M. Flo?on's quest

sband had been an Italian, as the name implied, and they resided in Rome. He was d

ou," said the detective, polit

voice became appealing, almost piteous. Her hands, r

until we have gone further into this, have elicited some facts, arrive

in London. I do hope-I most earnestly beg and entreat you to spare me. I am not

he good-will of one of the opposite sex. She had a handsome face-strikingly so. Not even the long journ

strous as pure ivory. Her great eyes, of a deep velvety brown, were saddened by near tears. She had rich red

on was a Frenchman, gallant and impressionable; yet he steeled his heart. A detective must be

. "I do not make the law; I have only to sup

h to be let off now. I have suffered greatly, terribly, by this horrible catastrophe. My nerves are quite

durate, would not e

least you cannot be allowed to communicat

; she was not in the car.

ted M. Flo?on,

o undress, and saw me to bed. I sent her away then, and said I should

come to you

side of the table,-"he made difficulties about her being in the car, saying that she came too often, stayed

rom time

cise

t time was a

ou, and he will t

Chief rose from his chair, plainly inti

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“A mysterious murder on a flying express train, a wily Italian, a charming woman caught in the meshes of circumstantial evidence, a chivalrous Englishman, and a police force with a keen nose for the wrong clue, are the ingredients from which Major Griffiths has concocted a clever, up-to-date detective story.”
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