beside her father.
"This is my daughter, Inspector," explained Cumberly; "she is a
contributor to the Planet, and to various magazines, and in this
journalistic capacity, meets many people in many walks of life. She
thinks she may be of use to you in preparing your case."
Dunbar bowed rather awkwardly.
"Glad to meet you, Miss Cumberly," came the inevitable formula.
"Entirely at your service."
"I had an idea, Inspector," said the girl, laying her hand
confidentially upon Dunbar's arm, "that I recognized, when I entered Mr.
Leroux's study, tonight"--Dunbar nodded--"that I recognized--the--the
victim!"
"Good!" said the inspector, rubbing his palms briskly together. His
tawny eyes sparkled. "And you would wish to see her again before we
take her away. Very plucky of you, Miss Cumberly! But then, you are a
doctor's daughter."
They entered, and the inspector closed the door behind them.
"Don't arouse poor Leroux," whispered Cumberly to the detective. "I left
him on a couch in the dining-room."...
"He is still there," replied Dunbar; "poor chap! It is"...
He met Helen's glance, and broke off shortly.
In the study two uniformed constables, and an officer in plain clothes,
were apparently engaged in making an inventory--or such was the
impression conveyed. The clock ticked merrily on; its ticking a
desecration, where all else was hushed in deference to the grim visitor.
The body of the murdered woman had been laid upon the chesterfield, and
a little, dark, bearded man was conducting an elaborate examination;
when, seeing the trio enter, he hastily threw the coat of civet fur over
the body, and stood up, facing the intruders.
"It's all right, doctor," said the inspector; "and we shan't detain you
a moment." He glanced over his shoulder. "Mr. Hilton, M. R. C. S." he
said, indicating the dark man--"Dr. Cumberly and Miss Cumberly."
The divisional surgeon bowed to Helen and eagerly grasped the hand of
the celebrated physician.
"I am fortunate in being able to ask your opinion," he began....
Dr. Cumberly nodded shortly, and with upraised hand, cut him short.
"I shall willingly give you any assistance in my power," he said;
"but my daughter has voluntarily committed herself to a rather painful
ordeal, and I am anxious to get it over."
He stooped and raised the fur from the ghastly face.
Helen, her hand resting upon her father's shoulder, ventured one rapid
glance and then looked away, shuddering sl
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