"In spite of what they say, I cannot help thinking that it must have been William Halliburton," he remarked with emphasis. "He alone was in the counting-house when the cheque disappeared; and the person changing it at White's, is proved to have borne the strongest possible resemblance to him; at all events, to his dress. The face was hidden—as of course it would be. People who attempt to pass off stolen cheques, take pretty good care that their features are not seen.
"But who hesitates to bring it home to Halliburton?" inquired Mrs. Dare.
"They all do—as it seems to me. Ashley won't hear a word: laughs at the idea of Halliburton's being capable of it, and says we may as well accuse himself. That's nothing: as Cyril says, Mr. Ashley appears to be imbued5 with the idea that Halliburton can do no wrong: but now Delves6 has veered7 round. He shifts the blame entirely8 off Halliburton."
"Upon whom does he shift it?" asked Anthony Dare.
"He won't say," replied Mr. Dare. "He has grown mysterious over it since the afternoon; nodding and winking9, and giving no explanation. He says he knows who it is who possesses the second cloak."
"The second cloak!" The words were a puzzle to most at table, and Mr. Dare had to explain that another cloak, similar to that worn by William Halliburton, was supposed to be in existence.
Cyril looked up, with wonder marked on his face. "Does Delves say there are two such cloaks?" asked he.
"That there are two such cloaks appears to be an indisputable fact," replied Mr. Dare. "The one cloak was parading behind the Halliburtons' house last night. Samuel Lynn went up to it——"
A laugh went round the table. "Accompanied by the wearer, mademoiselle," said Mr. Dare, continuing the account of Samuel Lynn's adventure. "Thus the fact of there being two cloaks is established," he proceeded. "Still, that tells nothing; unless the owner of the other has access to Mr. Ashley's counting-house. I pointed13 this fact out to them. But Delves—which is most unaccountable—differed from me; and when we parted he expressed an opinion, with that confident nod of his, that it was not Halliburton's cloak which had been in the mischief15 at the butcher's, but the other."
"Sir!" cried Mr. Dare, while all around the table stared at Herbert's excited manner.
Herbert had the grace to feel ashamed of his abrupt17 and intemperate18 rudeness. "I beg your pardon, sir; I spoke19 in my surprise. I mean that Delves must be telling a falsehood, if he seeks to throw the guilt20 off Halliburton. The very fact of the fellow's wearing a strange cloak such as that, when he went to get rid of the cheque, must be proof positive of Halliburton's guilt."
"So I think," acquiesced21 Mr. Dare.
"What sort of a cloak is this that you laugh at, and call scarce?" inquired the governess.
"The greatest scarecrow of a thing you can conceive, mademoiselle," responded Mr. Dare. "I had the pleasure of seeing it to-day on Halliburton. It is a dark green-and-blue Scotch22 plaid, made very full, with a turned up collar lined with red, and a bit of fur edging it."
"Plaid? Plaid?" repeated mademoiselle. "Why it must be——"
"What?" asked Mr. Dare, for she had stopped.
"It must be very ugly," concluded she. But somehow Mr. Dare gathered an impression that it was not what she had been about to say.
"What is it that Delves says about the cloaks?" eagerly questioned Cyril. "I cannot make it out."
"Delves says he knows who it is that owns the other; and that it was the other which went to change the cheque at White's."
"What mysterious words, papa!" cried Adelaide. "The cloak went to change the cheque!"
"They were Delves' own words," replied Mr. Dare. "He did seem remarkably23 mysterious over it."
"Is he going to hunt up the other cloak?" resumed Cyril.
"I conclude so. He was pondering over it for some time before he could remember who it was that he had seen wear a similar cloak. When the recollection came to him, he started up with surprise. Sharp men, these police-officers!" added Mr. Dare. "They forget nothing."
"And they ferret out everything," said Herbert with some testiness24. "Instead of wasting time over vain speculations touching25 cloaks, why does not he secure Halliburton? It is impossible that the other cloak—if there is another—could have had anything to do with the affair."
"I dropped a note to Delves after he left me, recommending him to follow up the suspicion on Halliburton, whether Mr. Ashley is agreeable or not," said Mr. Dare. "I have rarely in my life met with a stronger case of presumptive evidence."
So, many, besides Mr. Dare, would have felt inclined to say. Herbert, like his father, was firm in the belief that William Halliburton must have taken the money; that it must have been he who paid the visit to the butcher. What Cyril thought may be best inferred from his actions. A sudden fear had come over him that Sergeant26 Delves was really going to search out the other cloak. A most inconvenient27 procedure for Cyril, lest, in the process, the sergeant should search out him. He laid down his knife and fork. He had had quite enough dinner for one day.
"Are you not hungry, Cyril?" asked his mother.
"I had a tremendous lunch," answered Cyril. "I can't eat more now."
He sat at the table until they had finished, feeling that he was being choked with dread28. But that a guilty conscience deprives us of free action, he would have left the table and gone about some work he was now eager to do.
He rose when the rest did, looked about for a pair of large scissors, and glided29 with them up the staircase, his eyes and ears on the alert, lest there should be any watching him. No human being in that house had the slightest knowledge of what Cyril was about to do, or that he was going to do anything; but to Cyril's guilty conscience it seemed that all must be on the look-out.
A candle and scissors in hand he stole up to Herbert's room and locked himself in. Inside a closet within the room hung a dark blue camlet cloak, and Cyril took it from the hook. It had a plaid lining30: a lining of the precise pattern and colours that the material of William Halliburton's cloak was composed of. The cloak was of the same full, old-fashioned make; its collar was lined with red, tipped with fur: in short, the one cloak worn on the right side and the other worn on the wrong side, could not have been told apart. This cloak belonged to Herbert Dare; occasionally, though not often, he went out at dusk, wearing it wrong side outermost31. It was he, no doubt, whom Sergeant Delves had seen wearing one. He was a little taller than William Halliburton, towering above six feet. What his motive32 had been in causing a cloak to be lined so that, turned, it should resemble William Halliburton's, or whether the similarity in the lining had been accidental, was only known to Herbert himself.
With trembling fingers, and sharp scissors that were not particular where they cut, Cyril began his task of taking out this plaid lining. That he had worn it to the butcher's, and that he feared it might tell tales of him, were facts only too apparent. Better put it out of the way for ever! Unpicking, cutting, snipping33, Cyril tore away at the lining, and at length got it out, the cloak suffering considerable damage in the shape of cuts and rents, and loose threads. Hanging the cloak up again, he twisted the lining together.
He was thus engaged when the handle of the door was briskly turned, as if some one essayed to enter who had not expected to find it fastened. Cyril dashed the lining under the bed, and made a spring to the window. To leap out? surely not: for the fall would have killed him. But he had nearly lost all presence of mind in his perplexity and fear.
Another turn at the handle, and the steps went on their way. Cyril thought he recognized them for the housemaid's, Betsy. He supposed she was going her evening round of the chambers34. Gathering35 the lining under his arm, he halted to think. His hands shook, and his face was white.
What should he do with this tell-tale thing? He could not eat it; he dared not burn it. There was no room, of those which had fires, where he might make sure of being alone: and the smell would alarm the house. What was he to do with it?
Dig a hole and bury it, came a prompting voice within him; and Cyril waited for no better suggestion, but crept with it down the stairs, and out to the garden.
Seizing a spade, he dug a hole rapidly in an unfrequented place; and when it was large enough thrust the stuff in. Then he covered it over again, to leave the spot apparently36 as he found it.
"I wish those stars would give a stronger light," grumbled37 Cyril, looking up at the dark blue canopy38. "I must come again in the morning, I suppose, and see that it's all safe. It wouldn't do to bring a lantern."
Now it happened that Mr. Herbert Dare was bound on a private errand that evening. His intention was to go abroad in his cloak while he executed it. Just about the time that Cyril was putting the finishing touch to the hole, Herbert went up to his room to get the cloak.
To get the cloak, indeed! When Herbert opened the closet-door, nothing except the mutilated object just described met his eye. A torn, cut thing, the threads hanging from it loosely. Nothing could exceed Herbert's consternation39 as he stared at it. He thought he must be in a dream. Was it his cloak? Just before dinner, when he came up to wash his hands, he had seen his cloak hanging there, perfect. He shook it, he pulled it, he peered at it. His cloak it certainly was; but who had destroyed it? A suspicion flashed into his mind that it might be the governess. He made but a few steps to the school-room, carrying the cloak with him.
The governess was sitting there, listlessly enough. Perhaps she was waiting for him. "I say, mademoiselle," he began, "what on earth have you been doing to my cloak?"
"To your cloak!" responded she. "What should I have been doing to it?"
"Look here," he said, spreading it out before her. "Who or what has done this? It was all right when I went down to dinner."
She stared at it in astonishment40 great as Herbert's, and threw off a volley of surprise in her foreign tongue. But she was a shrewd woman. Ay, never was there a shrewder than Bianca Varsini. Mr. Sergeant Delves was not a bad hand at ferreting out conclusions; but she would have beaten the sergeant hollow.
"Tenez," cried she, putting up her forefinger41 in thought, as she gazed at the cloak. "Cyril did this."
"Cyril!"
She nodded her head. "You stood it out to me that you did not come in on Saturday evening and go out again between ten and eleven——"
"I did not," interrupted Herbert. "I told you truth, but you would not believe me."
"But this cloak went out. And it was turned the plaid side outwards42, and your cap was on, tied down at the ears. Naturally I thought it was you. It must have been Cyril! Do you comprehend?"
"No, I don't," said Herbert. "How mysteriously you are speaking!"
"It must have been Cyril who robbed Mr. Ashley."
"Mademoiselle!" interrupted Herbert indignantly.
"Ecoutez, mon ami. He was blanched43 as white as a mouchoir, while your father spoke of it at dinner—did you see that he could not eat? 'You look guilty, Monsieur Cyril,' I said to myself, not really thinking him to be so. But be persuaded it was no other. He must have taken the paper-money—or what you call it—and come home here for your cloak and cap to wear, while he changed it for gold, thinking it would fall on that other one who wears the cloak; that William Hall——I cannot say the name; c'est trop dur pour les lèvres. It is Cyril, and no other. He has turned afraid now, and has torn the lining out."
Herbert could make no rejoinder at first, partly in dismay, partly in astonishment. "It cannot have been Cyril!" he reiterated44.
"I say it is Cyril," persisted the young lady. "I saw him creep up the stairs after dinner, with a candle and your mother's great scissors in his hand. He did not see me. I was in the dark, looking out of my room. Depend he was going to do it then."
"Then, of all blind idiots, Cyril's the worst!—if he did take the cheque," uttered Herbert. "Should it become known, he is done for; and that for life. And my father helping45 to fan the flame!"
The governess shrugged46 her shoulders. "I not like Cyril," she said. "I have never liked him since I came."
"But you will not tell against him!" cried Herbert, in fear.
"No, no, no. Tell against your brother! Why should I? It is no concern of mine. Unless people meddle47 with me, I not meddle with them. Cyril is safe, for me."
"What on earth am I to do for my cloak to-night?" debated Herbert. "I was going—going where I want it."
"Why you want it so to-night?" asked mademoiselle sharply.
"Because it's cold," responded Herbert. "The cloak was warmer than my overcoat is."
"Last night you go out, to-night you go out, to-morrow you go out. It is always so now!"
"I have a lot of perplexing business upon me," answered Herbert. "I have no time to see about it in the day."
Some little time longer he remained talking with her, partially48 disputing. The Italian, from some cause or other, went into ill-humour and said some provoking things. Herbert, it must be confessed, received them with good temper, and she grew more affable. When he left her, she offered to pick the loose threads out of the cloak, and hem14 up the bottom.
"You'll lock the door while you do it?" he urged.
Herbert left it with her and went out. Cyril went out. Anthony had already gone out. Mr. Dare remained at home. He and his wife were conversing50 over the dining-room fire, in the course of the evening, when Joseph came in.
"You are wanted, please, sir," he said to his master.
"Who wants me?" asked Mr. Dare.
"It's Policeman Delves, sir."
"Oh, show him in here," said Mr. Dare. "I hope something will be done in this," he added to his wife. "It may turn out a good slice of luck for me."
Sergeant Delves came in. In point of fact, he had just returned from that interview with the butcher, where he had been accompanied by Mr. Ashley and William.
"Well, Delves, did you get my note?" asked Mr. Dare.
"Yes, sir, I did," said the sergeant, taking the seat offered him. "It's what I have come up about."
"Do you intend to act upon my advice?"
"Why—no, I think not," replied the sergeant. "Not, at any rate, until I have had a talk with you."
"What will you take?"
"Well, sir, the night's cold. I don't mind a drop of brandy-and-water."
It was brought, and Mr. Dare joined his visitor in partaking of it. He agreed with him that the night was cold. But nothing could Mr. Dare make of him. As often as he turned the conversation on the subject in hand, so often did the sergeant turn it off again. Mrs. Dare grew tired of listening to nothing; and she departed, leaving them together.
"You have been urging me to go against young Halliburton," he began. "It won't do. Halliburton no more fingered that cheque, or had anything to do with it, than you or I had. Mr. Dare, don't you stir in this matter any further."
"My present intention is to stir it to the bottom," returned Mr. Dare.
"Look here," said the sergeant in an undertone; "I am not obliged to take notice of offences that don't come legally in my way. Many a thing has been done in this town—ay, and is being done now—that I am obliged to wink10 at; it don't lay right in my duty to take notice of it, so I keep my eyes shut. Now that's just it in this case. So long as the parties concerned, Mr. Ashley, or White, don't put it into my hands officially, I am not obliged to take so-and-so into custody52, or to act upon my own suspicions. And I won't do it upon suspicions of my own: I promise it. If I am forced, that's another matter."
"And you think you are on the right one?"
"I could put my finger out this night and lay it on the fox. But I tell you, sir, I don't want to, unless I am compelled. Don't you compel me, Mr. Dare, of all people in the world."
Mr. Dare leaned back in his chair, his thumbs in his waistcoat armholes. No suspicion of the truth had crossed him, and he could not understand either the sergeant or his manner. The latter rose to depart.
"The other cloak, similar to young Halliburton's, belongs to your son Herbert," he whispered, as he passed Mr. Dare. "It was his brother, Cyril, who wore it on Saturday night, and who changed the cheque: therefore we may give a guess as to who took the cheque out of Mr. Ashley's desk. Now you be still over it, sir, for his sake, as I shall be. If I can, I'll call at your office to-morrow, Mr. Dare, and talk further. White must have the money refunded55 to him, or he won't be still."
Anthony Dare fell into a confusion of horror and consternation, leaving the sergeant to bow himself out. Mrs. Dare heard the departure, and returned to the room.
"Well," cried she briskly, "is he going to accuse Halliburton?"
Mr. Dare did not answer. He looked up in a beseeching56, helpless sort of manner, as one who is stunned57 by a blow.
"What is the matter?" she questioned, gazing at him closely. "Are you ill?"
He rose up shaking, as if ague were upon him. "No—no."
"Perhaps you are cold," said Mrs. Dare. "I asked you what Delves was going to do. Will he accuse Halliburton?"
"Be still!" sharply cried Mr. Dare in a tone of pain. "The matter is to be hushed up. It was not Halliburton."
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