"It's an odd thing for him to turn thief," said he, reflectively. "I'd have trusted that young fellow, sir, with untold6 gold," he added, to Mr. Ashley. "Here's another proof how we may be deceived."
"I told you," said Mr. Dare, turning to Mr. Ashley, "that it could be no other than Halliburton."
"Thee will permit me to say, friend Dare, that I do not agree with thy deductions7," interposed the Quaker, before Mr. Ashley could answer.
"Why, what would you have?" returned Mr. Dare. "Nothing can be plainer. Ask Sergeant Delves if he thinks further proof can be needed."
"Many a man has been hanged upon less," was the oracular answer of Sergeant Delves.
"What part of my deductions do you object to?" inquired Mr. Dare of the Quaker.
"Thee art assuming—if I understand thee correctly—that there is no other cloak in the city so similar to William's as to be mistaken for it."
"Just so."
"Then, friend, I tell thee that there is."
Mr. Dare opened his eyes. "Who wears it?" he asked.
"That is another question," said Samuel Lynn. "I should be glad to find out myself, for curiosity's sake."
Then Mr. Lynn told the story of his having observed a man, whom he had taken for William, walking at the back of his house, apparently8 waiting for something. "I saw him on two evenings," he observed, "at some considerable interval9 of time. The figure bore a perfect resemblance to William Halliburton; the height, the cloak, the cap—all appeared to be his. I taxed him with it. He denied it in toto, said he had not been walking there at all, and I believed he was attempting, for the first time since I have known him, to deceive me. I——"
"Are you sure he was not?" put in Mr. Dare.
"Thee should allow me to finish, friend. Last night I was home somewhat earlier than usual—thee can recollect10 why," the Quaker added, looking at Mr. Ashley. "I was up in my room, and I saw the same figure pacing about in precisely11 the same manner. William's denial had staggered me, otherwise I could have been ready to affirm that it was himself and no other. The moon was not up; but it was a very light night, and I marked every point in the cloak—it was as like William's as two peas are like each other. What he could want, pacing at the back of my house and of his, puzzled me much. I——"
"What time was this, Mr. Lynn?" interrupted the sergeant.
"Past eight o'clock. Later than the hour at which I had seen him on the two previous occasions. 'It is William Halliburton, of a surety,' I said to myself; and I thought I would pounce12 upon him, and so convict him of the falsehood he had told. I left my house by the front door, went down the road, past the houses, and entered the gate admitting into the field. I walked up quietly, keeping under the hedge as much as possible, and approached William—as I deemed him to be. He was then standing13 still, and gazing at the upper windows of my house. In spite of my caution, he heard me, and turned round. Whether he knew me or not, I cannot say; but he clipped the cloak around him with a hasty movement, and made off right across the field. I would not be balked14 if I could help it. I opened friend Jane Halliburton's back gate, and proceeded through the garden and house to the parlour, which I entered without ceremony. There sat William at his books."
"Then it was not he, after all!" cried Mr. Dare, interested in the tale.
"Of a surety it was not he. I tell thee, friend, he was seated quietly at his studies. 'Hast thee lent thy cloak to a friend to-night?' I asked him. He looked surprised, and said he had not. But, to be convinced, I requested to see his cloak, and he took me outside the door, and there was the cloak hanging up in the passage, his cap beside it. That is why I did not approve of thy deductions, friend Anthony Dare, in assuming that the cloak, which the man had on who changed the cheque, must be William Halliburton's," concluded Mr. Lynn.
"You say the man looked like William when you were close to him?" inquired Mr. Ashley, who thought the whole affair very curious, and now broke silence for the first time.
"Very much like him," answered Samuel Lynn. "But the resemblance may have been only in the cloak and cap. The face was not discernible; by accident or design, it was concealed15. I think there need not be better negative proof that it was not William who changed the cheque."
Mr. Ashley smiled. "Without this evidence of Mr. Lynn's I could have told you it was waste of time to cast suspicion on William Halliburton to me," said he, addressing the sergeant and Mr. Dare. "Were you to come here and accuse myself, it would make just as much impression upon me. Wait an instant, gentlemen."
He went to the door, opened it, and called William. The latter came in, erect16, courteous17, noble—never suspecting the sergeant's business there could have anything to do with him.
"William," began his master, "who is it that wears a similar cloak to yours, in the town?"
"I am unable to say, sir," was William's ready reply. "Until last night," and he turned to Samuel Lynn with a smile, "I should have said there was not another like it. I suppose now there must be one."
"If there is one, there may be more," remarked Mr. Ashley. "The fact is, William, the cheque has been traced. It was changed at White's, the butcher; and the person changing it wore a cloak, it seems, very much like yours."
"Indeed!" cried William, with animation18. "Well, sir, of course there may be many such cloaks in the town. All I can say is, I have not seen them."
"There can't be many," spoke19 up the sergeant, "if it be the old-fashioned sort of thing described to me."
William looked the sergeant full in the face with his open countenance, his honest eyes. No guilt20 there. "Would you like to see my cloak?" he asked. "It may be a guide, if you think the one worn resembled it."
The sergeant nodded. "I was going to ask you to bring it in, if it was here."
William brought it in. "It is one of the bygones," said he laughing. "I have some thoughts of forwarding it to the British Museum, as a specimen21 of antiquity22. Stay! I will put it on, that you may see its beauties the better."
He threw the cloak over his shoulders, and exhibited himself off, as he had done once before in that counting-house for the benefit of Samuel Lynn. "I think the British Museum will get it," he continued, in the same joking spirit. "Not until winter's over, though. It is a good friend on a cold night."
Sergeant Delves' eyes were riveted23 on the cloak. "Where have I seen that cloak?" he mused24, in a dreamy tone. "Lately, too!"
"You may have seen me in it," said William.
The sergeant shook his head. He lifted one hand to his temples, and proceeded to rub them gently, as if the process would assist his memory, never once relaxing his gaze.
"Did White say the changer of the cheque was a tall man?" asked Mr. Ashley.
"Yes," said Mr. Dare. "Whether he meant as tall as William Halliburton, I cannot say. There are not—why, I should think there are not a hundred men in the town who come up to that height," he added, looking at William.
"Yourself one of them," said William, turning to him with a smile.
Mr. Dare shook his head, a regret for his past youth crossing his heart. "Ay, once. I am beginning to grow downward now."
Mr. Ashley was buried in reflection. There was a curious sound of mystery about the tale altogether, to his ears. That there were many thieves in Helstonleigh, he did not doubt—people who would appropriate a cheque, or anything else that came in their way; but why the same person—if it was the same—should pace the cold field at night, watching Samuel Lynn's house, was inexplicable25. "It may not be the same," he observed aloud. "Shall you watch for the man again?" he asked of Mr. Lynn.
"I shall not give myself much trouble over it now," was the reply. "While I was concerned to ascertain26 William's truthfulness——"
"I scarcely think you need have doubted it, Mr. Lynn," interrupted William.
"True. I have never doubted thee yet. But it appeared to be thy word against the sight of my own eyes. The master will understand——"
A most extraordinary interruption came from Sergeant Delves. He threw up his head with a start, and gave vent27 to a shrill28, prolonged whistle. "It looks dark!" cried he.
"What didst thee say, friend Delves?"
"I beg pardon, gentlemen," answered the sergeant. "I was not speaking to any of you; I was following up the bent29 of mine own thoughts. It suddenly flashed into my mind who it is that I have seen in one of these cloaks."
"And who is it?" asked Mr. Dare.
"You must excuse me, sir, if I keep that to myself," was the answer.
"As tall a man as William Halliburton?"
The sergeant ran his eyes up and down William's figure. "A shade taller, I should say, if anything."
"And it struck me that the man who made off across the field was a shade taller," observed Samuel Lynn.
"Well, I can't make sense of it," resumed Mr. Dare, breaking a pause. "Let us allow, if you like, that there are fifty such cloaks in the town. Unless one, wearing such, had access to Mr. Ashley's counting-house, to this very room that we are now in, how does the fact of there being others remove the suspicion from William Halliburton?"
Mr. Dare had not intended wilfully30 to cause him pain. He had forgotten for the moment that William was a stranger to the doubt raised touching31 himself. Amidst the deep silence that ensued, William looked from one to the other.
"Who suspects me?" he asked, surprise the only emotion in his tone.
Sergeant Delves tapped him significantly on the shoulder. "Never you trouble yourself, young sir. If what has come into my mind be right, it isn't you who are guilty."
When he and Mr. Dare went out, Mr. Ashley followed them to the outer gate. As they stood there talking, Frank Halliburton passed. "Look here," thought the sergeant to himself, "there's not much doubt as to the black sheep—I see that: but it's as well, to be on the sure side. Young man," cried he aloud to Frank, in the authoritative32, patronizing manner which Sergeant Delves was fond of assuming when he could, "what time did your brother William get home last Saturday night? I suppose you know, if you were at home yourself."
Frank looked at him rather haughtily33. "I know," he replied. "I have yet to learn why you need know."
"Tell him, Frank," said Mr. Ashley, with a smile.
"It was a little after ten," said Frank.
"Did he go out again?" asked the sergeant.
"Out again at that time!" cried Frank. "No: he did not go out again. We sat talking together ever so long, and then went up to bed."
"Ah!" rejoined the sergeant. It was all he answered. And he wished Mr. Ashley good day, and departed with Mr. Dare.
"I am pleased to hear it."
"But only as a servitor. I don't mind," he added, throwing back his head with pardonable pride. "Let me once get a start, and I hope to rise above some who go there as gentlemen-commoners. I intend to make this my circuit," he went on, half jokingly, half seriously.
"You are ambitious, Frank. I heartily35 wish you success. There's nothing like keeping a good heart."
"Oh yes, success is not doubtful. I'll do battle with all the obstructions36 in my course. Good afternoon, sir."
William, curious and anxious, could make nothing of his books that night at home. At length he threw up, put on the notable cloak, and went down to the manufactory. He found Mr. Ashley there; and the counting-house soon received an addition to its company in the person of Sergeant Delves. He had come in search of William. Not being aware that William was allowed the privilege of spending his evenings at home, he had supposed the manufactory was the place to find him in.
"I want you down at White's," said the sergeant. "Put on your cloak, will you be so good, Mr. Halliburton, and come with me?"
"Do you suspect me?" was William's answer.
"No, I don't," returned the sergeant. "I told you before, to-day, that I did not. The fact is"—dropping his voice to a mysterious whisper—"I want to do a little bit of private inquiry37 on my own account. I have a clue to the party: and I should like to work it out."
"If you have a sufficient clue, the party had better be arrested at once," observed Mr. Ashley.
"Ah, but it's not sufficient for that," nodded the sergeant. "No, Mr. Ashley, sir; my strong advice to you is, keep quiet a bit."
They started for the butcher's, William wearing his cloak and cap, and Mr. Ashley accompanying them. Mr. Ashley possessed38 his own curiosity upon various points; perhaps his own doubts.
"It is strange who this man can be who walks at the back of your house," observed Mr. Ashley to William, as they went along. "What can be his motive39 for walking there, dressed like you?"
"It is curious, sir."
"I should suppose it can only arise from a desire that he should be taken for you," continued Mr. Ashley. "But to what end? Why should he walk there at all?"
"Why, indeed!" responded William.
William took his hands from beneath his cloak, and held them out. They were of the darkest possible colour, next to black; the shade called in the glove trade "corbeau." "These are all I have in use at present," he said. "They are nearly new."
"I scarcely ever wear tan gloves. I have not put on a pair for months."
They arrived at the butcher's and entered. White was standing at his block, chopping a bone in two. He lifted his head, and touched his hair to Mr. Ashley.
"Is this the gentleman who had the money of you for the cheque?" began Sergeant Delves, without circumlocution42.
Mr. White put down his chopper, and took a survey of William. "It's like the cloak and cap that the other wore," said he.
"Shorter!" repeated Mr. Ashley, remembering it had been said in his counting-house that the man who appeared to be personating William was thought to have the advantage the other way. "You mean taller, White."
"No, sir, I mean shorter. I am sure he was shorter. Not much, though."
There was a pause. "You observed that his gloves were tan, I think," said the sergeant.
"Something of that sort. Clean light gloves they were, such as gentlemen wear."
"Finally, then, White, you decide that this was not the gentleman?"
"Not he," said the butcher. "It's not the same voice."
"The voice goes for nothing," said Sergeant Delves. "The other one had plums in his mouth."
"Well," said the butcher, "I think I should have known Mr. Halliburton, in spite of any disguise, had he come in."
"Don't make too sure, White," said the sergeant, with one of his wise nods. "He who came might have turned out to be just as familiar to you as Mr. Halliburton, if he had let you see his face. The fact is, White, there's some one going about with a cloak like this, and we want to find out who it is. Mr. Halliburton would give a pound out of his pocket, I'm sure, to know."
"I'd give two," said Mr. Ashley, with a smile.
"Sir," asked the butcher of Mr. Ashley, "what about the money? Shall I lose it?"
"Now, White, just wait a bit," put in the sergeant. "If it was a gentleman that changed it, perhaps we shall get it out of him. Any way, you keep quiet."
They left the shop—standing a moment together before parting. The sergeant's road lay one way; Mr. Ashley's and William's another. "This only makes the matter more obscure," observed Mr. Ashley, alluding45 to what had passed.
"Not at all. It makes it all the more clear," was the cool reply of the sergeant.
"White says the man was shorter than Mr. Halliburton."
"It's just what I expected him to say," nodded the sergeant. "If I am on the right scent—and I'd lay a thousand pound on it!—the man who changed the cheque is shorter. I just wanted White's evidence on the point," he added, looking at William; "and that is why I asked you to come down, dressed in your cloak. Good night, gentlemen."
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