The Diamond Cross Mystery - Being a Somewhat Different Detective Story by Chester K. Steele
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noise or it wasn't! Now which was it?"
"Well, if you call a clock striking a noise, then it was one." "Oh, a clock struck!" and Thong settled back in his chair more at his ease. His manner seemed to indicate that he was on the track of something. "Yes, a clock struck. It was either three or four, I can't be sure which," Darcy replied. "You know when you awaken in the night, and hear the strokes, you can't be sure you haven't missed some of the first ones. I heard three, anyhow, I'm sure of that." "Well, put it down as three," suggested Thong. "Was it the striking of the clock that awakened you?" "No, not exactly. It was more as if some one had been in my room." "Some one in your room!" exclaimed both detectives. They were questioning Darcy in the living-room of Mrs. Darcy's suite, the clerks being detained downstairs by Mulligan. The county physician, who was also the coroner, had not yet arrived. "Yes, at first I thought some one had been in my room, and then, after I thought about it, I wasn't quite sure. All I know is I slept quite soundly--sounder than usual in fact, and, all at once, I heard a clock strike." "Three or four," murmured Thong. |
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