"
"All right, my friend!" replied Mirandolet. "Your wisdom is superior to
mine, no doubt. So--I wish you good-night!"
He strode out of the place and turned sharply up the street, and Ayscough,
after a growl or two, went back to the mortuary keeper.
"How long was that Jap in there?" he asked, nodding at the death chamber.
"Not a minute, Mr. Ayscough!" replied the man. "In and out again, as you
might say."
"Did he say anything when he came out?" enquired the detective.
"He did--two words," answered the keeper. "He said, 'That's he!' and
walked straight out, and into his car."
"And when he came he told you I'd sent him?" demanded Ayscough.
"Just that--and showed me your card," assented the man. "Of course, I'd no
reason to doubt his word."
"Look here, George!" said Ayscough, "you keep this to yourself! Don't say
anything to any of our folks if they come in. I don't half believe what
that doctor said just now--but I'll make an enquiry or two. Mum's the
word, meanwhile. You understand, George?"
George answered that he understood very well, and Ayscough presently left
him. Outside, in the light of the lamp set over the entrance to the
mortuary, he pulled out his watch.
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