In the face of what the old woman had said and that I already knew, it seemed certain that Gertrude was guilty. Miss Destiny could even declare that her niece had possessed4 certain blue glass-headed hat-pins, with one of which the crime had been committed. Then again Gertrude wished to get the money, which, after all, was rightfully her own. It seemed probable--on the face of it--that while waiting with Anne Caldershaw for Miss Destiny's arrival, she had tried to learn what the ex-housekeeper knew as to the whereabouts of the money. Anne may have boasted that the secret was locked up in her glass eye, and then--well, I shuddered5 to think of what took place. Nine people out of ten would have pronounced Gertrude guilty with the greatest promptitude: but I happened to be the tenth, and I hesitated to give an opinion. But then I was in love, and my decision was biassed6.
But I really could not believe that so lovely a girl was guilty. Besides, her demeanor7 was not that of a brazen8 criminal, and she had seemed really puzzled by my over-attentive gaze. Tossing and turning on my bed, I tried to see some ray of light, but all was utter darkness. The evidence was dead against Gertrude Monk, and her fate was in the hands of her vindictive9 aunt. Miss Destiny might hold her tongue for the time being, but it would take very little to set it wagging. And being a miser10, she might try to blackmail11 her niece. My brain ached with trying to get at the truth. To Inspector12 Dredge it would have have been readily apparent; but in the face of stern facts I refused to believe the girl to be guilty.
Then there was Giles. During the night I thought a good deal of Giles, whom I had met that very evening when I returned to the Robin13 Redbreast. He was remaining there for the night, and informed me that he had come over to Burwain that day in order to see Striver about the lease of the corner shop.
"You see, Mr. Vance," said Giles, shortly before I retired14 to bed, and while we were in the bar, "my wife wants to have a shop of her own, so I thought I would get Mr. Striver to make over the lease of Mrs. Caldershaw's shop to me. My wife is set on having it, and I think Mr. Striver will agree to the terms I propose."
"You have seen him, then?"
"Yes, sir. I went to his house to-day and found he was at the Lodge15, working in the garden. I sought him out there and we had a talk, just before Miss Destiny came to bother him. I went away then, and afterwards you came."
"Oh," my mind swiftly ran over the events of the day, "then you were in the grounds of the Lodge before I arrived?"
"Yes, Mr. Vance," said Giles, readily enough. "Mr. Striver wasn't in the garden at the time, as he had gone round to the back of the house. I walked up to the front door and asked for him. The servant sent a message, and we were talking over our deal when the little old lady arrived. She spoilt the business, for the time being; but I saw Mr. Striver this evening, and we have arranged about the matter. My wife will have the shop."
I thought a good deal about this conversation when in bed. Giles had been alone in the grounds of The Lodge and had gone up to the house to seek for Striver. Might he not have placed the eye on the table, since he could easily do so, when the middle French window was open. But then I had absolutely no reason to suspect Giles, as the glass eye would be meaningless to him. But stop! Would it indeed be meaningless? Certainly Mrs. Giles had denied that she knew about Mrs. Caldershaw's glass eye, but then she had admitted that the ex-housekeeper had said she would never die in her bed. In one way or another Mrs. Giles may have learned the secret of the hidden money, and thus Giles might have killed Mrs. Caldershaw to obtain the glass eye which was the clue. But after reflection I dismissed this theory as utterly16 ridiculous. Giles could not have gained possession of the hat-pin belonging--according to Miss Destiny--to Gertrude Monk; and certainly, having the eye, would not come over to Burwain to leave it in the drawing-room of The Lodge. Giles, on the face of it, was utterly innocent. Yet it was strange that he should have been in the grounds of the Jacobean house nearly at the time I had seen the glass eye, and that [it] had disappeared. If Giles had not placed it there, he might have taken it.
"No! no! no! no!" I muttered in drowsy17 tones; "it's absurd. Giles has nothing to do with the matter. He merely came over to arrange about the shop. He did not place the glass eye there: nor did Striver. If Striver had possessed the eye he would have gained possession of the money. Besides, he was not at Mootley until the funeral took place. Mr. Monk! He's innocent enough, as he was in London when the crime was committed. Moreover, if he possessed the eye, he also would be in possession of the fortune. Gertrude is the only person to whom suspicion points. I shall insist upon a full explanation to-morrow. I alone can save her if she is guilty." And then I fell into a troubled sleep, reproaching myself for daring to doubt my divinity.
Giles departed next morning before I arose, and I did not see him again. Haunted still by undefined suspicions, I regretted his departure, and determined19 later to look him up at Mootley. Of course, the mere18 idea of thinking that the respectable sturdy greengrocer was guilty seemed ridiculous, but in my anxiety to save Gertrude from danger I was willing to sacrifice anyone and everyone. To such a state does love bring the most just of mankind.
By the midday post I received an impetuous letter from Cannington, who informed me that he had snaffled--the word is his own--a couple of weeks' leave. For the present he was staying with his aunt, Lady Denham, because Mabel wished it, but proposed, when I came up, to take rooms at a hotel, where he would--as he put it--be less tied by the leg. Then he went on to say that I had remained long enough at Burwain, and that if I did not come to him he would come to me, like Mahomet and the proverbial mountain. Bearing in mind Mr. Monk's aspirations20 for a titled son-in-law, this was the last thing I desired, so I arranged promptly21 in my own mind to accept his invitation. Besides, after my interview with Gertrude, in which I hoped to come to an understanding, there would be no need for me to remain at Burwain. Her story might send me farther afield in search of new clues.
Reading between the lines of Cannington's letter, I saw that he was devoured22 with curiosity concerning Miss Monk. He knew that I had fallen in love with the portrait, and as he had always regarded me as a particularly staid, sedate23 personage, he naturally doubted if I would carry on so fantastic a romance. However, he evidently had his suspicions, since I chose to linger in a dull country village, and therefore was desperately24 anxious to see the lady who could thus move my elderly heart. As Cannington was a most pertinacious25 mortal, I wrote by the next post that I would be in London next week, and then would have much to tell him about the case. And as a matter of fact I did wish to have some safe person with whom to discuss matters. I could always rely on Cannington to hold his tongue, even if his advice did not prove to be particularly good. At all events the boy could always be relied upon to keep silent, which was more than I could say for many people I know. So to Cannington I resolved to confide26 the full tale of my discoveries, and--in the interests of my wooing--I ended my letter with a repetition of the fact that I was coming to see him. Had I not emphasized this the boy might have appeared the next day to make inquiries27.
After posting this letter I consulted with Mrs. Gilfin about afternoon tea, and that able old creature bustled28 about to some purpose. She arranged flowers in my sitting room, stoked the fire, dusted the furniture unnecessarily, and spread a truly gorgeous tea for my visitor. I protested that neither one of us could eat so many cakes and buns and jam and bread as loaded the table. Mrs. Gilfin--who had some idea of my state of mind--admitted with a beaming smile that love did spoil the appetite. But she objected to the presence of my second portmanteau in the sitting-room29.
"It do spile the looks of things," said Mrs. Gilfin; "why not put it in the bedroom, Master Cyrus?"
"I have use for it here, Cuckoo," I answered, and so I had, for in it was snugly30 folded the celebrated31 cloak, which I proposed to show to Gertrude when the time came for explanations.
At four o'clock all was spic and span, as the room was as comfortable as the afternoon tea was tempting32. Miss Monk duly arrived--this time without Puddles33 as an escort--and looked more beautiful than ever in her plain dress. Poor girl, she nearly always wore the same frock, which showed how very short in cash Mr. Monk kept her. She should have been arrayed in silk attire34, and I inwardly swore, when establishing her in a deep-seated armchair by the fire, that some day she should be, at my expense. Meantime I handed her a cup of tea, and piled her with thin bread and butter, much to Mrs. Gilfin's satisfaction. That good lady had looked in to see that we were comfortable. "Eat all you can, miss," urged Mrs. Gilfin, "you don't look as fat as you ought to be."
Gertrude shuddered. "I don't want to grow fat," said she, laughing.
"There's worse things than fat," said Mrs. Gilfin sensibly. "Lean people with wrinkles are never so nice as them without. If Miss Destiny had more flesh on her bones she be more popular," and after delivering herself of this dictum the landlady35 departed with a fat chuckle36.
Gertrude's face clouded when her aunt was mentioned. I noticed this and commented thereon. "You are not fond of Miss Destiny," I remarked.
"I have little reason to be," she replied with a nervous air. "Aunt Julia----"
"Is that her name?"
"Yes. Julia Destiny--a strange name, isn't it? Well, then, she has always behaved harshly to me. Even when I was a child she never liked me, and since Uncle Gabriel left me this fortune she has scarcely been able to bear the sight of me. Then this morning----"
"What about this morning?" I asked, seeing her hesitation37.
"Aunt Julia came to me and said all manner of dreadful things. Even if you had not arranged this afternoon tea, Mr. Vance, I should have come to see you. I need a friend more than ever."
I privately38 thought--and I was right in thinking so--that Miss Destiny had been making herself disagreeable over the visit to Mootley, and perhaps had added threats. However I said nothing for the moment, as I wished Gertrude to tell her story in her own way. "Take some cake and another cup of tea," I murmured sympathetically, "then we can talk."
Gertrude handed me her cup. "I can't eat or drink anything more, thank you, Mr. Vance. I want to speak seriously to you. No one can hear us, I hope?"
I glanced at the door and window; both were closed. "No one can hear us," I assented39, taking the chair opposite to her, "and you can depend upon my being secret about whatever you choose to tell me; you know that."
"Yes." She looked straightly at me, and her royal beauty impressed me anew. "I have studied your character closely, so that I might be certain of making no mistake."
"And you are satisfied?"
"Perfectly40." She glanced round again, then leaned back in her chair. "Listen, Mr. Vance, and don't interrupt me more than you can help, as it is difficult for me to tell my story clearly."
"I am all attention," said I, leaning forward.
"You know that I told you of the fifty thousand pound, which my Uncle Gabriel left me."
"Yes, the fortune which is missing."
Gertrude nodded. "Uncle Gabriel was a miser, and concealed41 his riches. My father has inherited the income and the property, but the fifty thousand pounds has been hidden away. When the will was read I learned that such a sum had been left to me, but its whereabouts could not be discovered. I searched through all my late uncle's papers without result. Then, about the end of July, I came across an old box in the attic43 filled with foolscap sheets covered with figures. Also there was some writing in the form of a diary, two or three loose sheets pinned together."
"Have you the diary and the other papers?"
"Yes; you can see them when you come to The Lodge. Meanwhile it is easier for me to tell you the contents, as the writing is extremely. crabbed44. I learned that Uncle Gabriel had for years used the family income of five hundred per annum in purchasing diamonds."
"Really! He could buy many valuable stones at such a price."
"You forget that he had the income for forty years or thereabouts and lived like a pauper45. He was always saving money and buying diamonds. At times--as the diary said--he went to London and Amsterdam and Paris and traded in stones. He turned over what he had bought, as a matter of fact, and in one way and another managed to accumulate fifty thousand pounds' worth of jewels."
"Then the fortune, which is hidden, consists of diamonds?"
"Exactly. In the diary Uncle Gabriel hinted that the jewels were for me, but that he mistrusted my father, and would put them safely away."
"Why did he mistrust your father?" I asked, although I had a very shrewd suspicion of what the answer would be.
The girl flushed. "Uncle Gabriel was never just to my father," she said in a low voice. "Oh, I know that papa has his faults, but his heart is in the right place. Papa has no idea of money: he is like a child; so Uncle Gabriel thought that if papa secured the diamonds he might squander46 their value."
"What!" said I, significantly, "when they belonged to you?"
She colored again. "I think papa believes what is mine is his. You see Uncle Gabriel died when I was about sixteen--five years ago--and he thought that if papa could lay hands on the jewels then that they would not come to me. He mistrusted papa."
"And with very good reason," I murmured, too low for Gertrude to hear. Walter Monk, as I truly believed; would act exactly in the way his brother suspected he would.
"What's that you say?"
"Never mind. I understand that the diamonds were concealed so that your father might not be tempted47. But surely your uncle intended them to come into your hands sooner or later."
"Yes. The diary said that the jewels were hidden in a certain place."
"What place?" I asked abruptly48.
"Ah, that was kept secret. But Uncle Gabriel talked about trusting Anne----"
"Ah!" I said, rubbing my hands with satisfaction, "now we are coming to the gist49 of the matter. Any mention of the eye?"
"No. You see, in the diary--it can hardly be called one--Uncle Gabriel only jotted50 down scraps51 of the scheme in his head. To make a long story short, I gathered that he had entrusted52 the secret of the whereabouts of the diamonds to Anne Caldershaw, as he had known her for years and esteemed53 her an honest woman."
"I see; and she was not honest."
"Don't you think so?"
"No. Evidently she intended to tell Striver the secret, since she left him the glass eye in the will. He was to get the money, and then--I daresay--he could ask you to marry him."
"Ridiculous," said Miss Monk, coloring.
"Perhaps. Nevertheless I believe that such was the scheme of Mrs. Caldershaw, for she intended to enrich her nephew at your expense, hoping that you would marry him, and thus gain the benefit of what was rightfully your own. The idea of a marriage salved her conscience, as it were."
"The idea is absurd. I would never marry a man like Joseph, although he is handsome and fairly well educated."
"You know that he loves you."
"Yes, I know," she replied, blushing, but in a somewhat cold tone. "Never mind: the thing--as I say--is absurd. But it might be as you say, Mr. Vance, that Anne had such a scheme in her head. However, you understand that I gathered from the so-called diary that she knew of the whereabouts of the jewels."
"Yes. I know that. What did you do?"
"I determined to go over and see Anne Caldershaw."
"And did you?"
"Yes." She looked at me nervously54.
"You were at Mootley then, when--when----"
"No," she burst out fiercely. "Not though Aunt Julia swears I was."
"Oh. You did not go to Mootley at all?"
"Yes I did. I arranged to meet Aunt Julia at Anne's house at five o'clock. I got there before that time."
"Then you were at Mootley on the evening of the murder."
"I have never denied it," she said, cresting55 her head like a snake and looking haughty56, "but I do deny that I was in the house when the crime was committed. I was not the woman who ran away with your motor car, whatever Aunt Julia may say."
"Who was the woman, then?"
"I don't know. I never set eyes on her."
"Ah!" said I thoughtfully, "talking of eyes, was Mrs. Caldershaw's glass optic in her head when you spoke57 to her?"
"Yes, it was. And remember, please, that I never knew--as it appears from your ingenious theory--that the secret was hidden in that eye. I came at half-past four, and went into the back room, where I talked with Anne. I related to her what I had discovered, and asked her to tell me where the diamonds were. She said she did not know."
"She did not know," I echoed in utter astonishment58.
"So she said. She declared that Uncle Gabriel had given her a cipher59, in which he had concealed the whereabouts of the diamonds. Anne could not read it herself, so she had no idea of where the jewels were."
"Did you ask her for the cipher?"
"Yes, I did. She refused to give it to me."
"On what grounds?"
Gertrude grew red and looked nervously into the fire. "I may as well be quite frank," she said, with an outburst of candor60. "Anne really did wish me to marry her nephew, and said she would give me the cipher if I promised to marry Joseph. I refused, and then----"
"Well, what then?" I asked impatiently, and indignant at the plot between the dead woman and the gardener to force Miss Monk into unwilling61 matrimony.
"Then I heard a voice in the shop calling for Mrs. Caldershaw. She went away, and shortly afterwards returned to ask me to leave at once. There was someone who wished to speak to her, and she did not wish me to meet this person. Therefore she asked me to leave at once."
"Did you know who this person was?"
Gertrude hesitated. "I could answer you that frankly," she said, after a pause, "as I caught a glimpse of the person through the half-open shop door. The mere sight of this person sent me away, as I did not wish to meet----" Here she hesitated.
"Him or her?" I asked inquisitively62.
"I would rather not say just now," she replied with reserve.
"But you must say," I insisted. "Don't you see that this person, whether man or woman, may have been the one who murdered Mrs. Caldershaw."
She grew pale. "I have thought of that myself," she said hurriedly, "therefore I refuse to tell you who the person was. If a certain contingency63 happens I shall speak out."
"You won't tell me now?" I said, somewhat wounded.
"No. Don't ask me to. Perhaps later on." She seemed greatly distressed64. "You see it's a terrible thing for me to give the name of a person who might be accused of the crime. If this person was hanged, even if guilty, I should not be able to rest in my bed." She shuddered and burst into tears. "My position is very hard," she wailed65.
"But I can assist you if you will speak plainly."
She shook her head. "I cannot speak plainer than I am doing. Later on, yes, later on, I may tell you, but just now I dare not--I dare not," and again she began to weep.
As it was evident that she had some strong reason to conceal42 the name of this mysterious person I did not press her further, although I was most anxious to learn all about the matter. Instead, I asked another question in soothing66 tones. "How did you leave?"
"By the back door," said Gertrude, drying her eyes. "In that way I escaped coming face to face with the person in question."
"But there is no gate out of the back yard by which you could escape. I examined the fence myself."
"You did not examine it carefully enough. The gate is at the side of the house, and is exactly like the fence. When it is closed no one could tell that there was a gate. I expect that is why you overlooked it. Outside the gate, a path led amongst those elm-trees some little distance, until it came out on to the high road some distance down the slope. I went along the path, and on gaining the road I walked to Murchester, where I caught the half-past six train. So you see that I had nothing to do with the murder. I was horrified67 when I heard of it, and seeing the danger I was in of being suspected, I held my peace. I even denied to Aunt Julia that I had been to Mootley at all, saying that I had changed my mind."
I recalled the conversation with Miss Destiny, and recognized that Gertrude was speaking the exact truth. "Mrs. Caldershaw was alive and well when you left her?" I asked, rising to drag out my portmanteau.
"Quite well. What are you doing?"
"I'll show you in one moment. Mrs. Caldershaw did not appear to be afraid of being killed?"
"No; she was quite her usual self."
"Did you take your cloak with you?"
"My cloak?" She rose, much agitated68. "How do you know that I wore a cloak?"
"You must have had one to take such a journey," I said evasively.
"Yes," replied Gertrude, somewhat reassured69; "but--oh!" she gasped70, as I displayed the garment I had produced from the portmanteau.
"Yes," I said, unfolding it, "this is the cloak worn by the lady who took my motor car. I found it concealed in the field. And it is your cloak?"
"Yes," she admitted with white lips, "it is my cloak."
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