I
followed The Diver in my yacht and arrived at Pierside an hour
after she did."
"Ah!" Braddock glared. "I begin to see light. This infernal
Spaniard was on board, and wanted my mummy. He knew that Bolton
had taken it to the Sailor's Rest and went there to kill the poor
lad and get my--"
"Nothing of the sort," interrupted Sir Frank impatiently. "Don
Pedro remained behind in Genoa, intending to write and ask if you
would sell him the mummy. I wrote and told him of the murder of
your assistant and related all that had happened. He wired to me
that he was coming to England at once, as--as I told you. He
will be in Gartley in a couple of days. That is the whole
story."
"It is a sufficiently strange one," grumbled Braddock, frowning.
"What does he want with my mummy?"
"I cannot tell you. But if you will sell--"
"Sell! sell! sell!" vociferated Braddock furiously.
"Don Pedro will give you a good price," finished Random calmly.
"I haven't got the mummy," said the Professor, sitting down and
wiping his pink head, "and if I had, I certainly would not sell.
However, I'll hear what this gentleman has to say when he
arrives. Perhaps he can throw some light on the mystery of this
crime.
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