The Riddle of the Spinning Wheel

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Hanshew Mary E.. The Riddle of the Spinning Wheel

CHAPTER I. THE GIRL FROM SCOTLAND

CHAPTER II. CLEEK TO THE RESCUE

CHAPTER III. THE CASTLE O' DREAMS

CHAPTER IV. THE MORNING CALL

CHAPTER V. A STARTLING DISCOVERY

CHAPTER VI. WHEN THE SWORD FELL

CHAPTER VII. THE SUMMONS

CHAPTER VIII. WHEN THE BLOW FELL

CHAPTER IX. A DOUBLE TRAGEDY

CHAPTER X. THE WOMAN IN THE CASE?

CHAPTER XI. A NEW CLUE

CHAPTER XII. CLEEK MAKES A STARTLING ASSERTION

CHAPTER XIII. MR. NARKOM VOICES AN OPINION

CHAPTER XIV. IN WHICH RHEA TAKES A HAND

CHAPTER XV. ANOTHER FLY IN THE WEB

CHAPTER XVI "TENS!"

CHAPTER XVII. A PAIR OF BOOTS

CHAPTER XVIII. ENTER CYRIL

CHAPTER XIX. DOLLOPS MAKES A DISCOVERY

CHAPTER XX "PINS AND NEEDLES"

CHAPTER XXI "A LUNNON GENTLEMAN"

CHAPTER XXII. DAMNING EVIDENCE

CHAPTER XXIII. A STARTLING DÉNOUEMENT

CHAPTER XXIV. HARE AND HOUNDS

CHAPTER XXV. THE MAN IN THE BLACK MASK

CHAPTER XXVI. THE END IN SIGHT

CHAPTER XXVII. WHAT HAPPENED IN THE LIBRARY

CHAPTER XXVIII. THE SECRET OF THE SINGING WHEEL

CHAPTER XXIX "AS A TALE THAT WAS TOLD"

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She stopped speaking suddenly and choked back a sob, covering her face with her gloved hands, and for a moment Deland sat looking at her, eyes narrowed, and the curious little one-sided smile so characteristic of the man travelling up his face. Here was very evident distress indeed. And real, too, if he knew anything of women. And yet – where was the evidence, the intention to murder, as she had suggested? There was absolutely nothing to go upon but a woman's intuition – and that, strangely enough, very rarely went wrong. He'd bank a good deal upon a woman's intuition every time, and feel he'd get good credit.

"Listen, Miss Duggan," he said, leaning forward in his seat and surveying her with keen, critical eyes. "You are very grieved, I know, but, as Mr. Narkom has just told me, you have nothing to go upon but —actually– your own intuition. My friend here does not always bank on that. I do. A woman's intuition is often a great deal safer than a whole chain of circumstantial evidence. That is where Mr. Narkom and I differ – eh, old friend? At any rate, as there is another case besides yours up in Argyllshire awaiting my investigation, I'll tell you what I'll do. I'll come up to Scotland to-morrow – to-night, in fact, by the midnight train – and look into both cases at once. And if I can find anything requiring my assistance I'll gladly give it. How will that do?"

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"Mean wi' ye call it? Mean? There's no worrd ter expraiss what Sair Andrew is at all. Not in the language, sair. But he's got a fine bailiff ter manage th' land, and 'tis wi' him the people deal. Not wi' Sair Andrew. Mistair Tavish, now – he's a fine chap, wi' a greeat hearrt an' a helpin' hand for aiverybody. Mistair Tavish, now, he's a gentleman, sair. Not a block er grranite, like th' old landlorrd!"

Cleek smiled. So even in these rocky fastnesses of the silent Highlands a man liked his bit of gossip, and loosened his tongue to pass the time of day with every stranger.

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