The White Room

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Hume Fergus. The White Room

CHAPTER I. THE POLICEMAN'S DISCOVERY

CHAPTER II. ANOTHER MYSTERY

CHAPTER III. THE BALDWINS

CHAPTER IV. THE MISSING MOTOR-CAR

CHAPTER V. PUBLIC OPINION

CHAPTER VI. A STRANGE DISCOVERY

CHAPTER VII. THE OTHER WHITE ROOM

CHAPTER VIII. PROFESSOR BOCAROS

CHAPTER IX. MRS. BRAND'S WILL

CHAPTER X. WHAT THE COOK FOUND

CHAPTER XI. THE INQUIRY-AGENT

CHAPTER XII. ARNOLD AND LAURA

CHAPTER XIII. ON THE TRACK

CHAPTER XIV. THE NEW TENANT

CHAPTER XV. THE PROFESSOR'S COURTING

CHAPTER XVI. A SURPRISE

CHAPTER XVII. THE PROFESSOR'S TRUMP CARD

CHAPTER XVIII. A STORY OF THE PAST

CHAPTER XIX. STILL A MYSTERY

CHAPTER XX. THE HOUSE IN THE FIELDS

CHAPTER XXI. THE TRUTH

CHAPTER XXII. THE WIND-UP

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Mulligan stared at the dead woman, but beyond touching her to see if life remained, he did not attempt to alter the position of the corpse. For corpse it was. The woman was as dead as a stone, and Mulligan knew his duty too well to take any authority upon himself The inspector was the man to issue orders, and the inspector would be at the head of Achilles Avenue when the clock struck twelve. As this thought passed slowly through the policeman's mind-for the unexpectedness of the tragedy had somewhat dazed him-he heard the midnight chimes. With a sudden start he recovered his wits and wheeled round. In a few minutes he was out of the house, and had closed the door. Only when in the roadway did his brain begin to work at its normal speed.

"It's that young gentleman," thought Mulligan. "He said I'd come across a crime sooner than I expected. And the key is his. Mary, be good to us; but he must have killed the poor creature before he joined me. Augh!" He stopped and considered. "But if that's so, what about the singing. She was at the piano, and the song wasn't done when the gentleman joined me. Augh!"

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"Slow lot," commented the American. "In our country we'd have filled the boneyard in six months."

"We don't murder on that gigantic scale here, Mr. Tracey," Derrick answered, somewhat dryly. Then he looked steadily and keenly at the man. "I'm going to trust you," he declared.

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