We must see to
that tomorrow."
"But in the meantime," broke in Zillah. "Andie must not go home--to Mrs.
Flitwick's! I know what Ayscough meant tonight--and remember, all of you,
it was private between him and myself. If he goes home, he may be
arrested, any minute. He must be kept out of the way of the police for a
bit, and--"
Purdie rose from the table and shook his head determinedly.
"No," he said. "None of that! We're going to have no running away, no
hiding! Andie Lauriston's not going to show the least fear of the police,
or of any of their theories. He's just going to follow my orders--and I'm
going to take him to my hotel for the night--leave him to me! I'm going to
see this thing right through to the finish--however it ends. Now, let's
separate. Mr. Guyler!"
"Sir?" answered the American. "At your service."
"Then meet me at my hotel tomorrow morning at ten," said Purdie. "There's
a new chapter to open."
CHAPTER TWENTY
THE PARSLETT AFFAIR
At a quarter past ten o'clock on the morning following Ayscough's
revelation to Zillah, the detective was closeted with a man from the
Criminal Investigation Department at New Scotland Yard in a private room
at the local police station, and with them was the superior official who
had been fetched to the pawnshop in Praed Street immediately after the
discovery of Daniel Multenius's body by Andie Lauriston.
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