Irvin can
only have left the premises by going up to the roof and across the
leads to Sir Lucien's flat in Albemarle Street. I shall charge the man
Juan Mareno."
"What has he to say?" murmured the Assistant Commissioner, absently
turning over the pages of the notebook. "Ah, yes. 'Claims to be a
citizen of the United States but has produced no papers. Engaged by
Sir Lucien Pyne in San Francisco. Professes to have no evidence to
offer. Admitted Mrs. Monte Irvin to Sir Lucien's flat on night of
murder. Sir Lucien and Mrs. Irvin went out together shortly
afterwards, and Sir Lucien ordered him (Mareno) to go for the car to
garage in South Audley Street and drive to club, where Sir Lucien
proposed to dine. Mareno claims to have followed instructions. After
waiting near club for an hour, learned from hall porter that Sir
Lucien had not been there that evening. Drove car back to garage and
returned to Albemarle Street shortly after eight o'clock.' H'm. Is
this confirmed in any way?"
Kerry's teeth snapped together viciously.
"Up to a point it is, sir. The club porter remembers Mareno inquiring
about Sir Lucien, and the people at the garage testify that he took
out the car and returned it as stated."
"No one has come forward who actually saw him waiting outside the
club?"
"No one.
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