It appears to be a big case."
He sighed wearily.
"Very good, sir. With your permission I will glance at Sir Lucien's
pedigree."
"Certainly--certainly," said the Assistant Commissioner, waving one
large hand in the direction of a bookshelf.
Kerry crossed the room, laid his oilskin and cane upon a chair, and
from the shelf where it reposed took a squat volume. The Assistant
Commissioner, hand pressed to brow, began to study a document which
lay before him.
"Here we are," said Kerry, sotto voce. "Pyne, Sir Lucien St. Aubyn,
fourth baronet, son of General Sir Christian Pyne, K.C.B. H'm! Born
Malta. . . . Oriel College; first in classics. . . . H'm. Blue. . . .
India, Burma. . . . Contested Wigan. . . . attached British Legation.
. . . H'm! . . ."
He returned the book to its place, took up his overall and cane, and:
"Very good, sir," he said. "I will proceed to Vine Street."
"Certainly--certainly," murmured the Assistant Commissioner, glancing
up absently. "Good night."
"Good night, sir."
"Oh, Chief Inspector!"
Kerry turned, his hand on the door-knob.
"Sir?"
"I--er--what was I going to say? Oh, yes! The social importance of the
murdered man raises the case from the--er--you follow me? Public
interest will become acute, no doubt.
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