THE MAN WITH THE DARK BEARD (Murder Mystery Classic). Annie Haynes

THE MAN WITH THE DARK BEARD (Murder Mystery Classic) - Annie Haynes


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This man has got to be found, and his accomplices too, if he has any."

      Stoddart hesitated.

      "I don't know about accomplices, Sir Felix! I don't think, as I said a moment ago, that anyone was concerned in the actual murder except probably the man with the dark beard. But some one knows who he is and that someone we have got to find—"

      "Yes, you said that before. But your reasons?" interrupted Sir Felix.

      "The paper with the words 'It was the Man with the Dark Beard' that was found on the desk," Stoddart went on with exasperating slowness. "It has been taken for granted that it was Dr. Bastow's writing, but I thought it better to make certain, and I sent it to Thornbow. I had his report this morning."

      "What is it?" Sir Felix questioned eagerly. "Well, as you will have guessed, he says the words were not written by Dr. Bastow. They are a forgery—have been intentionally forged. There can be no doubt of that. But the question is, who wrote them? Thornbow gives it as his opinion that the writer was a woman."

      "A woman!" Sir Felix repeated in surprise. "That seems to me most unlikely. And my experience has taught me not to place too much reliance on expert evidence. Who was it who said there were three kinds of liars—liars, damned liars and experts? I am inclined to stick to my opinion that the words are in Dr. Bastow's writing. And I am as familiar with it as most people. Besides, what object could anyone else have had in writing just that?"

      "The object of giving us a clue to the murderer. The writer knew who he was."

      "Pity not to have been a bit more definite about it, then," said Skrine.

      "Guess she had her own reasons for not wanting to come out in the open," said Stoddart with an emphasis on the pronoun that made the lawyer look at him.

      "Have you any idea who she is?"

      The inspector permitted himself a sardonic smile.

      "Well, rather. Though how she managed to place the paper on the desk I can't say. Who could it be but that girl who has decamped—Mary Ann Taylor?"

      "Out of the question," Skrine said sharply.

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