Reginald Thomas Maitland Scott

“ The door opened and Richard Wentworth stepped into the hall followed by Ram Singh...
What happened then happened swiftly. Apollo looked up, rose and surged toward the man he loved. The light leash, circling the pedestal, went taut and snapped under his great weight. The pedestal rocked, and the heavy vase slipped from its resting place. Nita half rising from her chair, caught the full weight of the vase on the top of her head as it fell. ”

“ And there was Ram Singh to think about. Ram Singh hovering at one side of the room and already suspicious of trouble. Ram Singh would certainly fight if any fighting commenced and, when Ram Singh fought, Ram Singh killed. Wentworth was as loyal to his servant as his servant was to him. He could not send the Hindu to Sing Sing or to the electric chair.
"I am waiting, Wentworth." Commissioner Kirkpatrick looked very obstinate and very uncomfortable.
Slowly Wentworth's fingers dipped into a pocket of his vest. They emerged, cigarette lighter between thumb and forefinger. ”

“ Kirkpatrick protested. "I would not have had it happen for anything!"
"Then why the devil did you let it happen?" retorted Wentworth hotly while he gently tried to find the wound under the brown curls.
"You are not quite fair," the Commissioner continued to protest as Ram Singh came running with a basin of water and towels. "There has been a murder in your apartment." ”