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The Angel of Terror

Chapter 8 No.8

Word Count: 1625    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

," said Jack Glover, "w

ad listened, speechless, as he recited a long and meaningless list of securiti

"I don't know. I haven't the slightest idea, Mr. Glover. It is

ormalities are settled, and we have paid the very heavy death duties, you will be entitled to dispose of your fortune as you wish. As a matter of fact," he added, "you could do that now. At any rate, you cannot live here in Bri

!" gasped the horrifie

realised that

r. This fact more than anything else, brou

an is giving up this house, and she asked me whether I had an

a maid as well and, of course, you wi

e said in a

body on hand I can rely on, sleeping in your flat at night. I dare say you think I am an old woman," he said as he saw her smile, "and that m

u don't mean that I am in a

people," he sai

rland?" she challenged

id softly. "She certainly is p

ear Mr. Glover, why do you pursue your vendetta against her? Do you think it is

t her in as

ity? Do you

no

be piqued?" he

ied Lydia, and then a

e to Miss Briggerland b

best," she

began to laugh, and she t

an act of treachery to her fiancé! Yes, that was it. I made love to her behind p

mory," said Lydia, with

," said Jack. "Doesn't it strike you, Mrs. Meredith, that if I ha

ou mean?"

red from his club by a telephone message, and told to wait outside the door in Berkeley Street. It woul

ked at him i

said at last indignantly. "Do you sugges

ed at it, but I stake my life that

's body," said Lydia almost triumphantly,

nod

from the club-it came from the Briggerlands' house in Berkeley Street, and the attendant at the club was sure it was a woman's voice. We didn't find that out till after the trial. Poor Meredith was in the hall when the shot was fired. The signal was given w

w voice. "It is a dreadful charge to make, dreadful, ag

orry I'm rude, but somehow the very mention of Jean Briggerland arou

he?" s

rd, as shrewd as the dickens, in spite o

" she said wit

't the use of his right arm, and he's a bit groggy

d in spite

ss he doesn't look it, and he won't bother you or your servants. You can give him a room where he can

she needed a guardian at all, but if he insisted, as he did, it wo

me will

eave you at about seven in the morning. Unless

to know him?" sh

ng man, "you mustn't forget that I am a l

papers and put them

your plans for to-

nship which he had undertaken, yet sh

ly, in as mysterious a way he had managed to whitewash his partner and himself, although the Law Society were holding an inquiry of thei

. Cole-Mortimer's

said quickly. "How do you

her annoyance. "She came to call on me two or three days after that dread

except to say 'how-do-you-do' to him, and she was certainly not a

your King Charles's head! Really, for a respectable and a responsible lawyer, you're simply eaten up with prejudices

lmly, "and if she'd brought you a pair of socks he wore when

bominable," said the girl,

ed at t

ll send the key round, and the day you move in, Jaggs will turn

r give the poor man a ch

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