Above the discord of the
busy streets he heard again and again that cry in the night which had
come from a hapless prisoner whom they were powerless to succor. He
beat his cane upon the floor of the cab and swore savagely and loudly.
The intimidated cabman, believing these demonstrations designed to
urge him to a greater speed, performed feats of driving calculated to
jeopardize his license. But still the savage passenger stamped and
cursed, so that the cabby began to believe that a madman was seated
behind him.
At the corner of Kennington Oval Kerry was effectually aroused to the
realities. A little runabout car passed his cab, coming from a
southerly direction. Proceeding at a rapid speed it was lost in the
traffic ahead. Unconsciously Kerry had glanced at the occupants and
had recognized Margaret Halley and Seton Pasha. The old spirit of
rivalry between himself and the man from Whitehall leapt up hotly
within Kerry's breast.
"Now where the hell has he been!" he muttered.
As a matter of fact, Seton Pasha, acting upon a suggestion of
Margaret's had been to Brixton Prison to interview Juan Mareno who lay
there under arrest. Contents bills announcing this arrest as the
latest public development in the Bond Street murder case were to be
seen upon every newstand; yet the problem of that which had brought
Seton to the south of London was one with which Kerry grappled in
vain.
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