Five minutes later the singing having shown no signs of abatement I became impatient, and a third a.s.sault on the door followed, this time with cane, hands, and toes in unison.
"I"ll have him out this time or die!" I e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed, filled with resolve, and then began such a pounding upon the door as should have sufficed to awake a dead Raffles, not to mention a living one.
"Hi, there, Jenkins!" cried a voice behind me, in the midst of this operation, identically the same voice, too, as that still going on in the room in front of me. "What the d.i.c.kens are you trying to do-batter the house down?"
I whirled about like a flash, and was deeply startled to see Raffles himself standing by the divan I had just vacated, divesting himself of his gloves and light overcoat.
"You-Raffles?" I roared in astonishment.
"Yep," said he. "Who else?"
"But the-the other chap-in the room there?"
"Oh," laughed Raffles. "That"s my alibi-prover-hold on a minute and I"ll show you."
Whereupon he unlocked the door into the bedroom, whence had come the tuneful lyrics, threw it wide open, and revealed to my astonished gaze no less an object than a large talking-machine still engaged in the strenuous fulfilment of its noisy mission.
"What the d.i.c.kens!" I said.
"It"s attacked to my front-door," said Raffles, silencing the machine. "The minute the door is opened it begins to sing like the four-and-twenty blackbirds baked in a pie."
"But what good is it?" said I.
"Oh, well-it keeps the servants from spending too much time in my apartment, snooping among my papers, perhaps; and it my some day come in useful in establishing an alibi if things go wrong with me. You"d have sworn I was in there just now, wouldn"t you?"
"I would indeed," said I.
"Well-you see, I wasn"t, so there you are," said Raffles Holmes. "By-the- way, you"ve come at an interesting moment. There"ll be things doing before the evening is over. I"ve had an anxious caller here five times already to- day. I"ve been standing in the barber-shop opposite getting a line on him. His card name is Grouch, his real name is-"
Here Raffles Holmes leaned forward and whispered in my ear a name of such eminent respectability that I fairly gasped.
"You don"t mean the Mr. --"
"n.o.body else," said Raffles Holmes. "Only he don"t know I know who he is. The third time Grouch called I trailed him to Blank"s house, and then recognized him as Blank himself."
"And what does he want with you?" I asked.
"That remains to be seen," said Raffles Holmes. "All I know is that next Tuesday he will be required to turn over $100,000 unregistered bonds to a young man about to come of age, for whom he has been a trustee."
"Aha!" said I. "And you think-"
"I don"t think, Jenkins, until the time comes. Gray matter is scarce these times, and I"m not wasting any of mine on unnecessary speculation," said Raffles Holmes.
At this point the telephone-bell rang and Raffles answered the summons.
"Yes, I"ll see Mr. Grouch. Show him up," he said. "It would be mighty interesting reading if some newspaper showed him up," he added, with a grin, as he returned. "By-the-way, Jenkins, I think you"d better go in there and have a half-hour"s chat with the talking-machine. I have an idea old man Grouch won"t have much to say with a third party present. Listen all you want to, but don"t breathe too loud or you"ll frighten him away."
I immediately retired, and a moment later Mr. Grouch entered Raffles Holmes"s den.
"Glad to see you," said Raffles Holmes, cordially. "I was wondering how soon you"d be here."
"You expected me, then?" asked the visitor, in surprise.
"Yes," said Holmes. "Next Tuesday is young Wilbraham"s twenty-first birthday, and-"
Peering through a crack in the door I could see Grouch stagger.
"You-you know my errand, then?" he gasped out.
"Only roughly, Mr. Grouch," said Holmes, coolly. "Only roughly. But I am very much afraid that I can"t do what you want me to. Those bonds are doubtless in some broker"s box in a safe-deposit company, and I don"t propose to try to borrow them surrept.i.tiously, even temporarily, from an incorporated inst.i.tution. It is not only a dangerous but a criminal operation. Does your employer know that you have taken them?"
"My employer?" stammered Grouch, taken off his guard.
"Yes. Aren"t you the confidential secretary of Mr. --?" Here Holmes mentioned the name of the eminent financier and philanthropist. No one would have suspected, from the tone of his voice, that Holmes was perfectly aware that Grouch and the eminent financier were one and the same person. The idea seemed to please and steady the visitor.
"Why-ah-yes-I am Mr. Blank"s confidential secretary," he blurted out. "And-ah-of course Mr. Blank does not know that I have speculated with the bonds and lost them."
"The bonds are-"
"In the hands of Bunker & Burke. I had hoped you would be able to suggest some way in which I could get hold of them long enough to turn them over to young Wilbraham, and then, in some other way, to restore them later to Bunker & Burke."
"That is impossible," said Raffles Holmes. "For the reasons stated, I cannot be party to a criminal operation."
"It will mean ruin for me if it cannot be done," moaned Grouch. "For Mr. Blank as well, Mr. Holmes; he is so deep in the market he can"t possibly pull out. I thought possibly you knew of some reformed cracksman who would do this one favor for me just to tide things over. All we need is three weeks" time-three miserable little weeks."
"Can"t be done with a safe-deposit company at the other end of the line," said Raffles Holmes. "If it were Mr. Blank"s own private vault at his home it would be different. That would be a matter between gentlemen, between Mr. Blank and myself, but the other would put a corporation on the trail of the safe-breaker-an uncompromising situation."
Grouch"s eye glistened.
"You know a man who, for a consideration and with a guarantee against prosecution, would break open my-I mean Mr. Blank"s private vault?" he cried.
"I think so," said Raffles Holmes, noncommittally. "Not as a crime, however, merely as a favor, and with the lofty purpose of saving an honored name from ruin. My advice to you would be to put a dummy package, supposed to contain the missing bonds, along with about $30,000 worth of other securities in that vault, and so arrange matters that on the night preceding the date of young Wilbraham"s majority, the man I will send you shall have the opportunity to crack it open and get away with the stuff unmolested and unseen. Next day young Wilbraham will see for himself why it is that Mr. Blank cannot turn over the trust. That is the only secure and I may say decently honest way out of your trouble."
"Mr. Raffles Holmes, you are a genius!" cried Grouch, ecstatically. And then he calmed down again as an unpleasant thought flashed across his mind. "Why is it necessary to put $30,000 additional in the safe, Mr. Holmes?"
"Simply as a blind," said Holmes. "Young Wilbraham would be suspicious if the burglar got away with nothing but his property, wouldn"t he?"
"Quite so," said Grouch. "And now, Mr. Holmes, what will this service cost me?"
"Five thousand dollars," said Holmes.
"Phe-e-e-w!" whistled Grouch. "Isn"t that pretty steep?"
"No, Mr. Grouch. I save two reputations-yours and Mr. Blank"s. Twenty-five hundred dollars is not much to pay for a reputation these days-I mean a real one, of course, such as yours is up to date," said Holmes, coldly.
"Payable by certified check?" said Grouch.
"Not much," laughed Holmes. "In twenty-dollar bills, Mr. Grouch. You may leave them in the safe along with the other valuables."