“Very good, Sir Charles,” remarked Baddeley. “That was going to be my own proposition. Now we haven’t got a great deal of time before getting to our posts. You two gentlemen,” he turned to Anthony and me, “will come into the garden and I will join you. We’ll get whatever cover we can as near the billiard room as possible—Roper will be in the billiard room itself, and will open it when the right moment comes. My other two men will command the exit if he breaks through the three of us and gets away. A contingency2 I’m prepared to lay very heavy odds3 against, though. Revolver all serene4, Mr. Bathurst?”
“All in order, Inspector5,” answered Anthony cheerfully, tapping his pocket. “Do I shoot to kill?”
“Only as a last resource, sir. Come along. And you, Roper, get upstairs to the billiard room.”
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We emerged into the grounds. It was a wonderful July night. The sky with its clusters of shimmering7 stars seemed too serene, too majestic8, for any disturbance9 such as our adventure might prove to be.
Baddeley gave a low whistle and, seemingly from nowhere, two plain-clothes men materialized from the shadows. He whispered them their instructions and they departed as quickly and as quietly as they had come.
“Now, Mr. Bathurst,” he came across to us as silently as a cat, “what about that rhododendron clump10?” He pointed11 to a spot about eight yards from the window. “We three can make for there.”
As we nestled into its shade I heard the village clocks striking twelve. I wondered how many more times I should hear them strike before our vigil ended.
Baddeley gripped my arm. “Don’t speak, gentlemen,” he whispered, “it’s a dead still night, and the sound of the voice carries so. Be as quiet as you can.” I nodded to show him I understood and would obey.
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It was, as Baddeley had said, as still as death. Occasionally came the hoot6 of an owl12, but beyond that, the only sound that reached my ears was the breathing of my two companions. Baddeley spoke13 again. “We’d better not smoke,” he said. “He might easily detect it as he comes up and you can bet your life he’ll come with his eyes skinned.” We reluctantly put our pipes away. The minutes passed with unrelenting slowness. Once there came a sudden swishing sound followed by a soft thud. The sweat stood on my brow as I watched the place from where the noise had come, and Anthony gripped my right arm hard. Baddeley smiled at us out of the darkness. “A cat,” he whispered—“that’s all.” Half-past twelve, a quarter to one, and one o’clock struck. Then a quarter past one.
“He isn’t coming,” I breathed in Anthony’s ear. Baddeley looked perturbed14 and glanced at his watch. “Nearly half-past one,” he muttered softly.
“How long will you wait?” I asked him.
“Don’t know ... s’sh. What’s that?”
An owl hooted15 twice in quick succession. Baddeley put his finger to his lips. We waited spellbound. Then, as we watched, we saw a slim dark figure slink down the garden, leave the path leading to the drawing-room windows and come noiselessly up the gravel16 path. Opposite the billiard room window he stopped, then picked his way quickly and carefully across the bed till he reached the wall below the window. Looking round cautiously he bent17 down, picked up a handful of earth and threw it sharply against the pane18. We saw the window raised slowly and the figure outside watching it.
“Now,” said Baddeley. “We’ll take him with his back towards us.”
Anthony drew his revolver, and we hurled19 ourselves at the crouching20 figure. He was utterly21 and completely taken by surprise.
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“Curse you!” he snarled22. “What’s the game?” But Baddeley silenced him with a buffet23 to the mouth while Anthony and I flung ourselves upon him. The scuffle was sharp but short. Three against one is merciless odds, and each one of us was bigger than our quarry24. A few ineffective kicks and he lay helpless on the ground. Baddeley clicked the bracelets25 on his wrists.
“Now, Mr. ‘Spider’ Webb,” he cried, “I charge you with the robbery, last night, or to be precise, yesterday morning, of Lady Considine’s pearls, and I warn you that anything you say may be used as evidence against you. Bring him inside, gentlemen.” He called to Roper. “Tell those other two it’s all right—they can leave their positions and get back.”
We escorted our prisoner to the library, and on the way I was able to get my first good look at him. Jack26 Considine and Arkwright joined us.
He was a thin-faced, slim-limbed man with long black hair under his peaked cap. One of a type that can be seen many times over any day in the East End of London. I could quickly see how he had qualified27 for his sobriquet28 of “Spider.” His face twitched29 spasmodically as we marched him into the library.
“A very neat piece of work, Sir Charles,” exclaimed Baddeley ... “very neat and quite according to plan.”
Our prisoner flashed a glance full of menace at him, malice30 and spite flickering31 over his face unmistakably.
“Wot am I charged with?” he grunted32. “Let’s hear it again.”
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“The theft of Lady Considine’s pearls,” rapped Baddeley.
“Oh! Not cradle-snatching or boot-legging ... nothing fancy-like?”
“And unless you’re very careful,” went on the Inspector, “you may find yourself called upon to face an even more serious charge than robbery.”
Webb whitened, even under his normal pallor. “What might that be?” he muttered.
“The murder of Mr. Gerald Prescott, at Considine Manor,” replied Baddeley with studied deliberation.
“I know nothink about that, guvnor, nothink at all. S’elp me God, I don’t.”
“You knew of the murder then?” snapped Baddeley. “You aren’t surprised?”
“I can read, can’t I?” jeered33 Webb. “I ain’t exactly a savage34!”
“What have you done with the necklace you took? Got it on you still?”
“Course not. D’ye think I’ve come passenger’s luggage in advance?”
“Run him over, Roper.” Roper’s search was rapid and thorough.
“Not in any of his pockets, sir,” he announced.
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“I’ll take a chance then,” said Baddeley. “Take off his coat and waistcoat.” Roper obeyed, throwing them over to Sir Charles who handed them to Arkwright, and I saw a look of desperation flit across the “Spider’s” face. Baddeley walked quickly over to him. He passed his fingers carefully across his shirt and then thrust his hand fiercely underneath35 it. He lugged36 at something under Webb’s armpit and all the malevolence37 of the underworld was revealed in the “Spider’s” eyes as he fell back a pace or two. Baddeley tossed his find on the table. Our eyes sought it greedily.
“There you are, gentlemen,” he cried with triumph. “The Considine Necklace, if I am not mistaken.”
Sir Charles caught it up. A small oilskin bag with two attachments38 of tape. He pulled the top open. “I congratulate you most heartily39, Inspector Baddeley, the pearls are here.” He counted them. “And intact.”
The Inspector flushed with pleasure. “Dress him again, Roper,” he jerked ... “and take him along.”
Arkwright handed the clothes over.
“Pockets empty?” queried40 Baddeley. Roper proceeded to examine them. “Packet of cigarette-papers”—he threw them on the table—“box of matches, clasp-knife, nothing else ... stay though ...” he plunged41 his hand into the left-hand jacket pocket. “There’s something else here ...” he said, “tape or something.” He drew it out!
We sat and looked dumbfounded. For there, before our eyes, he dangled42 a worn brown shoe-lace!
“By Moses!” yelled the Inspector. “It’s our man after all.”
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Webb looked astounded43. “Wot d’ye mean?” he stammered44. “Wot are yer drivin’ at now?” Baddeley eyed him severely45.
“This lace, Webb, where did you get it from?”
“Ask me another,” came the reply. “To tell the ’onest truth, guvnor, I never knew it was there. Must be an old ’un I’ve ’ad in my pocket some time and forgotten. Seems to have poked46 the breeze up yer though! Am I charged with pinchin’ that, too?”
The Inspector’s eyes never left Webb’s face. “Mr. Gerald Prescott, a guest here of Sir Charles Considine, was found murdered this morning by Marshall, a maid. His body....”
Webb’s eyes blazed at him with a mixture of defiance47 and fear. “Wot’s that you say? By who?” he blurted48 out.
“By Marshall, I said,” rattled49 back Baddeley. “Would you prefer me to say, by Mrs. Webb?”
As the full significance of his statement sank into the “Spider’s” mind his face blanched50 with terror. “She found him ... murdered ...” he muttered. “How was he done in?”
“He was strangled,” responded his accuser. “Strangled by such a thing as a shoe-lace. A shoe-lace like this.” He held it in front of him.
Webb licked his lips. “Let me make a statement, Inspector. You put it down as I give it to yer. This is a facer, and no mistake. But on your life, guvnor, I’m as innocent as a new-born babe.”
Baddeley made a sign to Roper. He produced his note-book.
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Webb moistened his lips again. “It’s like this. You’ve caught me properly and you’ve taken the goods off of me. There’s no gainsayin’ that. But I reckon I know when the tide’s runnin’ against me, and I figure out that time’s now. I got the necklace last night, or you can call it, about two o’clock yesterday morning. How you got on to me I can’t tell no more than Adam, but here I am with the bracelets on me. S’elp me God, Inspector, I was away from this place by ten minutes past two, and never set eyes on a livin’ soul. I’ll take my dyin’ oath on that.”
“You never met Mr. Prescott at all?” asked Anthony.
“I never met nobody and I’ve never ’eard of Mr. Prescott.”
“How do you account for this shoe-lace being found in your pocket?”
“I can’t, guvnor, and that’s a fact. I can’t even say as ’ow it is mine.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, if it’s mine, it’s laid in that pocket for weeks without me noticin’ it.”
Baddeley turned to Anthony Bathurst. “I don’t think we shall gain much by keeping him any longer. I’ll send him down with Roper. Yes?” Anthony nodded. But he was apparently51 far from happy at the singular twist things had taken. I could very well imagine one or two of his preconceived theories had toppled very sickeningly from their citadels52. “Motor him down to the station then, Roper.”
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“Right, sir!”
“Now for an interesting little experiment,” said Baddeley. “Wait here a minute, gentlemen.” He slipped from the room.
“I hope he won’t be too long,” said Sir Charles. “It’s very late and I’m dead tired. What’s this experiment?”
Before either of us could answer, the Inspector reappeared. In his hand he carried the two brown shoes that we had found on Prescott. He proceeded to insert the lace we had just discovered on Webb in the shoe that wanted it. The length was just right.
“The other lace, gentlemen,” he declared. “Look for yourselves.”
“You’re right, Inspector,” said Anthony. “Though I must confess I had doubted it.”
“Complicates things, considerably53, don’t you think? Fairly beats me!”
“No,” said Anthony. He put his pipe in his pocket. “I regard this as a most interesting and instructive development.”
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