ose of a rat. He was immensely interested in the matter, as he recognised that this was no common crime, and hoped by tracing the assassin to make a big reputation as a
he outside of the house being delineated. Mrs. Vence also shared the honour of this painful publici
urse showed her the picture. "Why, 'taint me at all. 'Tis
drily. "You were not
s getting on, say what you will. But I ain't so bad-looking when all's said and done, although not
ing for the hundredth time why a fastidious gentleman had engaged her. "Did you know Sir Hector
r the situation, saying I could cook and hold my tongue, so Sir Hector engaged me. I came down here a few days afore he did, quite a
ngue?" asked Purse, seizing on the only phras
r tongue and don't talk, for I wants to be secret and quiet like for a b
he wished to be se
nt into the dinin'-room. But he said nothing to me, and went up to the drorin'-room to have a chat, s'pose. Afore seven there was a ring at the door, and the other gent arrived. While I was asking his business Sir Hector came flying down the stairs and took him into the st
interrupted the sergeant, who k
me to say it again?" dema
time when the second
e was muffled up like a Christmas-pudding. It was twenty to seven, as I know from the
en, or a trifle afterwards," said Purse, meditatively, "I expe
horrors and corpses. I came into the study with the victuals and drinks, as I says, and
eemed to expect him, for he says, 'Oh, you've come,' or something lik
, then, and was
Mrs. Vence, hugging herself, and rocking to and f
st, which takes
put up with? I didn't get no wages from Sir He
Hector's heir will
o's
who is a friend of Sir Hector's. I may
er. I'm travelling to London myself after the inquest to-morrer, and I do hope as my next situation won't be polic
t it on the table in the hall when talking to me. I shoved him out, and the policeman came. Afterwards, that imp, Ned
too
is as the door was open from the time the post came to the
?" asked the sergean
ng to do with him. I did ask him, and he s
r. Lem
don't go for to tell lies, do I? But the door was open all the time, and the fog was pouring in like st
. "Why do yo
it ain't no business o' mine, but the murderer might have slippe
a fool had he done that,"
s only an idea,
any reas
's sense. Well, I'm going to make myself some tea, and trim up my popping-out bonnet, so as to look smart for the sitt
d your tongue," said
ence, with great dignity, and tottered out of
rgeant's memory as he walked to the inn wher
ilight atmosphere. It was a gloomy, grey day, by no means cheerful, and the sergeant was glad to
sked Lemby, bluffly. "It's darkish here I don't deny. But if yo
ggested suc
ith this confounded murder, sergeant," roared the big man,
reat idea of his own importance. "There's no evidence to implicate you. All the same, I'm boun
ave stumbled on a mare's nest, hang you! No one was more surprised than I w
. "Undoubtedly the man who stole the bicycle
Wyke said nothing to m
u that he expec
twenty or fifteen minutes to seven, a
eturn?" said the
ld he, when the ma
ingly, for Lemby was a difficult witness to d
great
you know
now is in the newspapers, as these inferna
e to lead you to suppose that he had some se
ve of asking questions! Why don't you tr
I have people on the
ed the buccaneer. "And how long a
ent on the sergeant, "that no relative of Sir Hector's has appeared to
becomes extinct. If you don't believe me ask Mr. Sandal, of Lincoln's Inn Fi
"Very wise of you, sir.
es to. Sir Hector should, by rights, leave it
!" Purse start
hat you can of it." Lemby paused, cleared his throat, and continued. "Sir Hector was engaged to ma
ctor of this parish!" excl
wanted my daughter to become a lady of title. Sir Hector proposed, and the marriage was to have taken place a month ago
ason did
te from his London house. Finally I got it from Craver--Edwin, I mean--and came down the other night to force Wyke to e
his new complication took him by surprise. Edwin Craver loved the girl, Edwin Craver was the son
ent. I'll swear. In my opinion it was----" He hesitated, faltered and broke