Red Kerry was
known by sight and reputation to every member of the force, and the
constable saluted as the celebrated Chief Inspector appeared.
"Anything to report, constable?"
"Yes, sir."
"What?"
"The ambulance has been for the body, and another gentleman has been."
Kerry stared at the man.
"Another gentleman? Who the devil's the other gentleman?"
"I don't know, sir. He came with Inspector Whiteleaf, and was inside
for nearly an hour."
"Inspector Whiteleaf is off duty. What time was this?"
"Twelve-thirty, sir."
Kerry chewed reflectively ere nodding to the man and passing on.
"Another gentleman!" he muttered, entering the hallway. "Why didn't
Inspector Warley report this? Who the devil--" Deep in thought he
walked upstairs, finding his way by the light of the pocket torch
which he carried. A second constable was on duty at Kazmah's door. He
saluted.
"Anything to report?" rapped Kerry.
"Yes, sir. The body has been removed, and the gentleman with
Inspector--"
"Damn that for a tale! Describe this gentleman."
"Rather tall, pale, dark, clean-shaven. Wore a fur-collared overcoat,
collar turned up. He was accompanied by Inspector Whiteleaf."
"H'm. Anything else?"
"Yes. About an hour ago I heard a noise on the next floor--"
"Eh!" snapped Kerry, and shone the light suddenly into the man's face
so that he blinked furiously.
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