human
Thank you, I said.
gpt
The next should be even easier. Why have you warned Julius Felborn that if he brings out Carr Price's play, _The Key_, you'll quash it?
human
You are that fellow John Hasle,
gpt
Yes, I'm that fellow John Hasle. Let me introduce myself,
human
You've hunted me down. You said you wanted to sit alone. That was not true.
gpt
I said, 'I asked to sit alone.' I wanted to sit with you. It was my way of getting to do it. I took not only the table and the opportunity, but my ticket to New York with the same object. I think I have the right to inquire what's your motive for wishing to injure me and to expect that you'll answer. If you think differently, I'll get up at once and go. But I believe I shall have succeeded in spoiling your appetite.
human
You're a cool hand, he said, with no softening of the eyes which gave me look for look.
gpt
Sit still. If you get up and hobble away on those crutches you'll have the whole room gaping at us. (Not for the first time were my crutches a blessing in disguise:)
human
Whether you've a right to question me or not, I don't mind telling you that I think Americans are better at detective literature than any Englishman, speaking generally, and a whole lot better than John Hasle, speaking particularly.
gpt
I think, said I,
human
Ah, indeed! In what way?
gpt
All right. I'm in no hurry.
human
I am. Because several matters have got to be settled before I can progress much further. For one thing, you haven't answered my second question. Your opinion of my book or my British limitations as a detective has nothing to do with your attitude toward the play.
gpt
If you know so much, perhaps you know more.
human
Frankly, I don't. I ask you to tell me the rest as frankly.
gpt
Very well. Perhaps the medicine will go to the spot quicker if you understand what it's for. It sounds sort of melodramatic, and maybe it is so; but my wish--my intention--to strangle your play at birth, or crush it afterwards, has revenge for its motive.
human
Revenge for what?
gpt
For the cruel act of a member of your family to a member of mine.
human
There's only one other member of my family beside myself--my brother.
gpt
Exactly! That's the man. There's only one other member of _my_ family beside myself. That's my adopted sister. I care more for her than anyone else in the world--except one. Through your brother, my sister's health and her hopes are both ruined. If you didn't know before, you know now what you're up against.
human
I assure you I didn't know, I said.
gpt
This is the last thing that occurred to me. I admit I thought of something else----
human
Oh, is there something else? It's not needed. Still, you may as well out with it, so I can put another black mark against the name.
gpt
I'll tell you, when I'm ready to talk of the detective test I spoke of. But about my brother injuring your adopted sister. There must be some mistake----
human
Not on your life, if you're Lord John Hasle and your brother's the Marquis of Haslemere.
gpt
I can't deny that.
human
It's a pity!
gpt
So _he_ often says. He's not proud of me as an author. He'd be still less proud of me on the stage. You'll be doing him a real service if you prevent _The Key_ from being produced, and so keep the family name out of the papers in connection with the theatre.
human
Oh, will I? Odell echoed. He looked rather blank for a moment; then gathered himself and his black eyebrows together.
gpt
You're mighty intelligent, aren't you?
human
I've always thought so. I'm glad you agree. But there's no use our rotting on like this. We're wasting time. Will you tell me what Haslemere can possibly have done?
gpt
Yes! What he positively _did_ do! the man broke out fiercely, then controlled himself and glanced quickly round the room as if looking for someone. But not even Miss Marian Callender had come into the saloon. Both she and her niece must have been dining in their own suite.
human
Lord Haslemere wrote a letter to your British Lord Chamberlain, or whatever you call his High Mightiness, and caused him to have my sister's presentation at Court cancelled three days before it should have come off in May last year.
gpt
Good heavens! I exclaimed.
human
What an extraordinary thing to do!
gpt
What a monstrous, what a beastly thing to do! A defenceless girl. A beautiful girl. One of the best on earth. It broke her heart--the humiliation of it, and the shock. She wasn't very strong, and she'd been looking forward to making her bow to your Royalties. Lord knows why she should have cared so much. But she did. She loved England. She has English blood in her veins. She had a sort of loyal feeling to your King and Queen. That is what she got for it. She's never been the same since, and I doubt if she ever will be. All her friends knew she was going to be presented--and then she wasn't. The damned story leaked out somehow, and has been going the rounds ever since. That's why, if your play is produced in New York, I shall see it gets what it deserves--or, anyway, what your family deserves.
human
How do you know Haslemere wrote that letter?
gpt
My sister got it from a woman who was to present her--a friend of Lord Haslemere's wife. She'd seen the letter.
human
Then she must have seen some reason alleged.
gpt
She did. That to his certain knowledge Miss Madeleine Odell wasn't a proper person to be introduced to their Majesties. Maida not a proper person! She's a saint.
human
What lie about her could have been told to my brother?
gpt
I know what lie was told, because it has been told to others. It's blighted her life for years, go where she would on our side of the water. She hoped it wouldn't have got so far as England; and if it hadn't, she'd have settled down in that country to enjoy a little peace. But there it was, like a snake in the grass! The thing I'd give my head to find out is, _who spread the lie_?
human
You don't know, then?
gpt
No, I don't. It's a black mystery.
human
Better let me use my despised detective talents to solve it.
gpt
Oh, _that's_ what you've been working up to, is it?
human
No. How could it be, as I hadn't heard the story when I began to work? But I'm willing to take it on as an extra by and by. My brother and I are scarcely friends. I'm not responsible for his act, and whatever the motive, I don't excuse it. Why go out of his way to hurt a woman? Yet I may be able to atone.
gpt
Never!
human
Never's a long word. But just here the time has come to mention the two things I promised to tell you 'later on.' I thought what you had against me might be the name and the plot of my book, dramatised by Carr Price.
gpt
What the devil is the name or plot of your play to me?
human
Ah, that was what I wanted to know. It occurred to me as possible that you resented the incident of a key being found in a dead man's pocket, and the title of the book and play which might recall a certain double tragedy to the public mind.
gpt
How dare you presume that I have a right to resent any such reference?
human
I dare, because of the second of the two things I reserved to tell you later: the wish I have to prove my detective powers for your benefit. I couldn't help seeing to-day your meeting on deck with Miss Callender. I couldn't help hearing a few words. Because I play at being a detective I keep my wits about me. Also I have a good memory for names and stories connected with them. Mr. Odell, will you separate me in your mind from my brother and give Carr Price's play a chance for its life if I tell you who killed Perry and Ned Callender-Graham, and prove to Miss Callender that there's no reason why she need be afraid to give her love to any man?
gpt
Who _killed_ Perry and Ned Graham? he repeated.
human
No one killed them.
gpt
You are wrong,
human
That's your opinion!
gpt
That's my opinion. And if I'm right, if those two were murdered, and if the murderer or murderers can be found, won't Miss Callender feel she may safely marry a man she loves without delivering him up to danger?
human
Yes, Odell admitted.
gpt
Great Heaven, _if_ you were right!
human
Supposing I am, and can prove it?
gpt
There's nothing on God's earth I wouldn't do for you.
human
Well, I said,
gpt
I believe there's something in that opinion of mine. Don't dream that now I am getting at this truth I would bury it even if you did worse than crush my play. I'll go on, anyhow, but----
human
You say you are getting at the truth, he broke in.
gpt
What do you think--what do you know? But how can you, a stranger, _know_ anything?
human
A stranger to you and those connected with the case, but not to the case itself. You may thank that despised detective instinct of mine for my keen interest in its details.
gpt
If you thought you'd unearthed the clue to a mystery, why didn't you advertise yourself by pointing it out to the police a year and a half ago?
human
I certainly should if I'd got hold of it then, though not for the motive you suggest, Mr. Odell. My publishers were giving me all the publicity I wanted. As it happens, I picked up the clue in question only--a short time ago.
gpt
Only a few hours ago