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must never happen again.” Geraldine looked around the circle. “But the point is that I believe a sizable contingent of the Club will be traveling to witness this latest gesture of tribute. Certainly everyone who has piqued our interest to date.” “Including Miss Hoffman and the totality of her pupils,” Emma said drily. “Gerry bought their presence with a sizable check.” “Another one?” said Trevor. “Before this business is over, the school shall have to tear down its erotic wall not to silence the memsahibs, but to make way for a statue dedicated their greatest benefactor, Geraldine Bainbridge.” “Perhaps they can simply summon a mosaic master and add my image to the existing wall,” Gerry responded, sending a wave of mirth around the room and causing Trevor to uncomfortably flush. “Auntie,” said Tom, unscrewing his flash to add a dash of gin to his afternoon tea. “You are utterly beyond redemption.” “It runs in the family,” Geraldine said.
Chapter Fifteen August 30, 1889 8:20 AM The next morning, Trevor and Davy set off early in a rented carriage to visit the address that Jonathan Benson had written in his notebook. After a brief ride to the mouth of a narrow street, they found themselves standing in front of another rooming house quite similar in appearance to the one Trevor and Rayley had visited the day before. But the landlord of this new establishment assured them that there was one large difference; he did not let rooms to “transients,” but rather only to “gentlemen of standing,” by which Trevor could only assume he meant those who were stationed in India for long stretches of time. The landlord, profoundly unimpressed by their Scotland Yard credentials, furthermore refused to tell them the name of the man who had let Room 5, much less grant them access. If it all hadn’t been so thoroughly inconvenient, Trevor would have admired the man’s staunch defense of his tenants’ privacy. He could only hope his own landlady back in London would stand half so firm in guarding his own should a similar matter ever arise. Somehow he rather doubted that she would. “So where to now, Sir?” Davy asked as they leaned against the building across the alleyway from the boarding house. “Let us give it a little longer,” Trevor said, nibbling at a bowl of breakfast rice he had bought from a vendor on the corner. “The house seems to be astir with men rising and preparing to leave for their places of employment. The fellow we seek may present himself on this sidewalk soon enough.” “But how shall we know which man resides in Room 5?” Davy asked. “I suppose we shall have to ask every man who leaves the building for his room number,” Trevor said. “And hope that they are more intimidated by the mention of the words ‘Scotland Yard’ than their landlord proved to be.” “We could be stuck here all morning, Sir,” Davy said. “Leave me to do it if you will, so that you can move on to some other task. Is not Detective Abrams setting out to interview the Secretary-General?” “Oh, I believe my time is better spent here,” Trevor said. “The waiting is tedious, I know, but I think it is possible that the man boarding in Room 5 is also the one who tipped Benson off about the use of poison. Not only had Benson very carefully recorded this address on the same page as his dosage chart, but the landlord’s remark about ‘gentlemen of standing’ actually gives me some hope. Whomever we are seeking at this address has evidently lived in India for some time, at least long enough to have a better understanding of the local flora and fauna than most Europeans. So I believe we should –“ And just at that moment the front door of the rooming house opened and a man exited. He was heavy and ponderous of movement but his clothing indicated that he indeed had lived in India long enough to develop an understanding of what the climate demanded. He wore a light linen suit, a deep-domed woven hat and, although the day was cloudless, he carried an umbrella in one meaty hand. The minute his foot struck the sidewalk he saw them, and he seemed to know at once that he was caught. He exhaled sharply, a gesture Trevor saw in the rise and fall of his great shoulders,
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how unpleasant this particular old
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ace up his sleeve - his courtship o
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who might -“ “Read it,” Geral
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But I wanted to see India. It was t
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expanded with his career.” “I h
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with a distinguished record of his
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cabins, both coming and going, whic
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evidenced by the fact I asked you h
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their level of detective skill, it
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member of the crew. These were not
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ecome an energetic and modern city,
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“Shall we tell you what we need?
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But the truly important thing is th
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“Silly indeed,” Geraldine agree
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peered out. She was rewarded with t
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said, jerking his head toward anoth
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equest of its occupant than anythin
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sent us, not accompanied us, and I
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“No,” Rayley said. “What you
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“Bravo, Detective Welles. And can
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“And I see the end of me. I am un
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combined with old age and an almost
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Trevor flipped the photograph back
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oth. The truth is that I was attrac
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“I can only assume that Rose lied
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Geraldine’s heart, which had spen
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inclinations…Oh, do not misunders
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elative who swears to fend for her.
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his palm and said “This is the wo
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she was but six years old. It burns
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might say, or perhaps an early tea.
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ship. “It would appear that he tr
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