"I don't agree with you," remarked Latimer, after some reflection. "You have seen Jotty ticketed as Alonzo--what a name; and have learned the early history of this unfortunate brother and sister. Finally, you have met with Mr. Morad-Bakche."
"He's got nothing to do with the matter anyhow."
"My dear son, George Inderwick obtained this treasure you are looking for, in India. Simon Ferrier manufactured the peacock in India, and Mr. Morad-Bakche comes from India."
"So do half a hundred other students of the kind," retorted Fuller. "You are too suspicious, Dick, and see a bird in every bush."
"Perhaps I am. But I should like to know why Mr. Bakche was so friendly with you and told you so much about himself. Orientals are generally reserved and don't talk all over the shop. Mr. Bakche told you that he had come to look after some family property. How do we know but what it consists of those gems4 which the Begum of Kam gave to George Inderwick?"
"Over one hundred years ago, remember. How could Bakche know about them?"
"Orientals have long memories. However, I admit that I may be unduly5 suspicious, as you observe, Alan. All the same I should like to know what Mr. Bakche is doing in Miss Grison's house and why he was so friendly to you even to the extent of hinting that you might be his solicitor6."
"Well then, if he does consult me he will have to state his reason. And if that has to do with the Begum's gems, I shall know where I am. Your imagination is too vivid, Dick."
"It is not imagination but the use of a sixth sense, which gives me impressions contrary to facts," insisted Mr. Latimer, "and if----"
"Oh, I know you believe in all that occult rubbish," interrupted Fuller in a rather rude way, "but I am too matter-of-fact to be superstitious7."
"Too obstinate8 to change your opinion, you mean," replied Dick equably, "Well, well, my son, we will not quarrel over the matter. Time will show if I am right. In the meantime what do you make of Miss Grison's statement that the peacock would ruin her?"
"I can make nothing of it, and ask you for an explanation."
"Humph! The riddle9 is hard to guess. The only thing I can say is that she dreads10 lest Sorley should learn of her theft. If so, he would prosecute11 her and so she would be ruined."
"She is not afraid of Sorley."
"Not now, because he doesn't know--so far as we can see--that she stole the peacock."
"But why did she tell me that? If I told Sorley----"
"Miss Grison knows that you are on her side, so to speak, and will not say anything to Sorley, who is dead against your marriage with Miss Inderwick."
Alan ruffled12 his hair, as was his custom when perplexed13. "I can make nothing of the matter," he cried, greatly exasperated14. "What's to be done?"
"See Sorley at Christmas when you go down to Belstone," advised Dick in a calm way, "and hear why he wants to discuss cryptograms with you. In that way you may get on the trail of the lost peacock."
"But if Sorley has it, Miss Grison need not be afraid that he will ruin her, Dicky. If she is a thief, Sorley is a murderer."
"We can't be sure of that."
"If he has the peacock we can be sure."
"First catch your hare," observed Latimer sententiously. "In other words, my son, wait and learn if Sorley has the thing. It's no use theorizing, Alan; we can do nothing until we learn more. Bakche probably will call and see you, so we shall learn what he has to do with the matter."
"He has nothing to do with it, I am sure," said Fuller vehemently15.
"My sixth sense tells me otherwise," observed Dick dryly.
"Hang your sixth sense."
"By all means. But to continue: Jotty will come and see you, sooner or later, I feel convinced, and then you can learn." Dick paused.
"Learn what?"
"My sixth sense doesn't tell me. Wait and see."
"Oh, hang it, Dick, what nonsense you talk! It's all moonshine."
"I grant that," returned Latimer serenely16. "Until we can gather more facts it is certainly all moonshine. But since seeing you last I have learned a fact which may startle you. Moon told me when I went to look him up yesterday, Baldwin Grison was a murderer."
"What's that you say?" cried Alan, as startled as Dick could wish.
"Ah, I thought I'd raise your hair. Yes, my son. A couple of months ago, in the opium17 den3 kept by Chin-Chow--or rather in the lane outside it--a well-dressed man was found dead. He had been knocked on the head with some blunt instrument of the bludgeon kind. From letters and cards found in his pockets it was discovered that he was an independent gentleman who lived in the west end, and who went down to Rotherhithe to indulge in the black smoke. His watch and studs and purse had been taken, so it was supposed that he had been robbed by some scoundrel haunting those very shady parts. Inspector18 Moon could find nothing, however, to point out the criminal, but has always been on the hunt. The other day he came across the dead man's watch, which had been pawned19 by Mother Slaig. She said that Grison had given it to her instead of money for his rent and had stated that it was his own watch. Moon thinks that Mother Slaig is quite innocent of guilty knowledge and that Grison, being hard up, must have knocked down and robbed the dead man when they both left Chin-Chow's opium den. Search was made in Grison's room afterwards, and under a loose board the studs of the victim were discovered. So there is no doubt that Grison murdered the man for money and was afterwards murdered by his unknown assassin for the sake of the peacock. It is just as well that Grison is dead, as he certainly would have been arrested and hanged for his crime."
"Destiny gave him a dose of his own gruel," said Alan thoughtfully. "He must have been a bad lot, in spite of his sister's eulogies20."
"Well," remarked Dick with a shrug21, "Sorley's opinion of the man seems to be more correct than Miss Grison's. Poor soul, I wonder what she will say when she learns that her brother acted in this way?"
"She will be thankful that his violent death prevented his appearance on the scaffold," said Alan dryly. "What is Moon doing about the matter?"
"Nothing. What can he do? Grison is dead, and the relatives of the victim, being of good position and well off, are not anxious to have a fuss made over the matter, since the murder took place in such a locality. You can well understand that, Alan, my son."
"Yes, I can well understand that. Well, Grison had to pay very speedily for his wickedness. You don't think that a relative of the dead man killed him out of revenge."
"Oh, dear me, no! The relatives are most respectable, and never went near Rotherhithe. The first murder has nothing to do with the second, I assure you, Alan. However, there is nothing more to be said about Grison's crime and we must content ourselves in learning who killed him."
"After what you have told me, I don't think he is worth it."
"Worth revenging, do you mean? Well, perhaps not; but the peacock is worth the search for the assassin, since finding him means finding the means to discover the treasure."
"And you suspect Sorley, with Bakche as a factor in the case?"
"I suspect no one at present, and only my sixth sense, which is not invariably to be relied upon, thinks that your Indian friend may be mixed up with the matter. Go down to Belstone, Alan, and see if Sorley still talks about cryptograms. If he does, and submits one for your solution, it will probably have to do with the peacock, if Miss Inderwick's tale of her ancestor and Ferrier is to be believed."
"Of course it is to be believed," said Alan tartly22; "however, I shall make quite sure by seeing Ferrier's manuscript for myself."
"It will be just as well," said Latimer, ending the conversation, and so matters were settled for the end of the year. Shortly afterwards Dick went to Paris to keep his Christmas as a kind of heathen festival with an artist friend in the Latin Quarter, while Alan packed his kit23 to journey to Belstone and enjoy the simpler pleasures of a British Yuletide.
The great season of the Church was on this occasion quite one of the old style, such as would have delighted the heart of Dickens. That is, it had plenty of snow and holly24 and mistletoe peace-on-earth, good-will-to-men and such like traditional things which had to do with the Holy Birth. The undulating hills around Belstone were clothed in spotless white, and the ancient trees in the park of the Inderwicks stood up gaunt and bare and black amidst the chilly25 waste. Coals and blankets, food and drink were bestowed26 on the villagers by the gentry27 around, who suddenly seemed to recollect28 that Belstone existed, so that the poor had what Americans call "the time of their lives." Mr. Fuller also behaved philanthropically, although he was by no means rich, and the sole person who did not act in the traditionally charitable manner was Mr. Randolph Sorley. He said bluntly that he had enough to do to look after himself, and gave his blessing29 instead of more substantial gifts. As to Marie, she never had a single penny, which she could call her own, and lamented30 that poverty, and Sorley's niggardly31 ways as her guardian32, prevented her from obeying the kind dictates33 of her heart.
"But when I am of age and have my money," she informed Alan after church on Christmas Day, "I shall make everyone happy."
"You have made me happy anyhow," replied Fuller, enjoying the stolen moment which they had obtained by evading34 Sorley, "so nothing else matters."
"You greedy boy," laughed Marie, patting his cheek, "you are not the only person in the world I have to consider. My uncle is my uncle."
"And your uncle is your guardian," said Fuller grimly. "I wish he were not, my dearest, for the course of our true love will never run smooth so long as he has a say in the matter. I don't like him."
"You must like him to-night when he comes to dinner at the vicarage," said Marie with alarm. "If you aren't agreeable, Alan, he will be so unpleasant."
"I am always agreeable, in my father's house," said Alan stiffly, and then he kissed away her fears. "There, dear, don't worry; I am a most diplomatic person, I assure you."
Marie agreed, for everything that Alan did was right in her eyes, and afterwards ran away across the snow to join her uncle, who was looking for her. Alan returned to the vicarage to find his mother much exercised in her mind over the Christmas dinner, and had to console her as usual. Every year Mrs. Fuller doubted the success of the meal, and every year it proved to be all that could be desired. Alan reminded her of this.
"My dear mother, you have never had a failure yet. To-night we shall have a very jolly meal."
"I hope so," sighed the vicar's wife, "but I confess that I am not quite at rest in my mind about the pudding."
"It's very likely there will be, since the oven doesn't heat properly."
"And the roast beef will not be up to the mark?"
"Now, Alan, you are making fun of me. You don't know what it is to be a housewife, my dear."
"I don't, mother. Dick and I are very rough and ready in our domestic arrangements. You have asked Sorley to dinner as usual, I hear from Marie."
"Yes, dear," replied Mrs. Fuller complacently36, "your father knows he is not well off, and wishes to show him this yearly attention. Besides, since you love Marie, who is a sweet girl, you should be pleased."
"I am pleased," said her son gravely, "although Sorley doesn't approve of my attentions to his niece."
Mrs. Fuller bristled37. "What better match does the man want for the girl," she demanded, all her maternal38 feathers on end; "you have good blood in your veins39, Alan, and good prospects40, besides being very handsome and----"
"I'm a paragon41, mother, there's no doubt of that. All the same, Sorley, as you observed when I was last here, wants a title and wealth for Marie."
"He'll never find either in this back-water of life's river," retorted Mrs. Fuller rather crossly, "and since Marie loves you there is no more to be said, in my opinion."
"There's a good deal more to be said in Sorley's," said Alan dryly.
"He should remember his own love romance, dear, and be more sympathetic with Marie's desire to become your wife."
"I never knew that Sorley had a love romance, mother. I thought he was wrapped up body and soul in his book on precious stones."
"Oh, he has always been writing that, Alan," said Mrs. Fuller, with a shrug to hint that she did not think much of the man's literary abilities, "but he was courting Miss Marchmont over twenty years ago--that was shortly after Squire42 Inderwick's death, and before Marie was born. You know, dear, her father died almost immediately after the sweet girl's birth, and appointed Mr. Sorley to be her guardian. He settled at The Monastery43 with his sister. Mr. Inderwick and that miserable44 man Grison were with them for a time. His sister also stayed as Mrs. Inderwick's companion, but when her brother was dismissed, she went to London and started that boarding-house in Thimble Square, Bloomsbury. Marie was brought up by old Granny Trent, who was the housekeeper45. When she grew too old, and Marie went to school at Brighton, her granddaughters, Jane and Henrietta, came to look after the house, and do the active work, although Granny superintends still, I believe. Then Marie returned from school, and----"
"Mother, mother, you are repeating history," interrupted Alan, vexed46 by this prolix47 narrative48. "I know all this. What about Sorley's love affair?"
"He loved Miss Marchmont, and she died."
"Was she one of the Marchmonts of Augar Place, near Lewes?"
"Yes; the only daughter and heiress. Mr. Sorley would have got a lot of money and property had he married her. But she died, and the Manor49, along with the income, passed to distant cousins after the death of old Mr. Marchmont some ten years ago."
"What did Miss Marchmont die of?"
"A chill contracted by getting wet in the hunting-field, dear. Mr. Sorley was very fond of her, and greatly lamented her death."
"Or the loss of her money," said the solicitor doubtfully.
"No, dear. He really and truly loved her. I sometimes think, Alan, that you are not quite fair to Mr. Sorley. He has had his troubles."
"I don't like him personally," said Fuller roundly, "there is an insincere air about him."
"I am not particularly fond of him myself," confessed Mrs. Fuller in an apologetic way, "but he is always agreeable to me. And, although he has lived here for quite five and twenty years, if not more, there has never been a word said against his character save that he is not generous. And his poverty excuses that, Alan. So try and be agreeable to him this evening, dear," finished Mrs. Fuller, making the same request as Marie had done.
"Of course I shall be agreeable. I wish to be very friendly with him."
"That is natural, dear, since you desire to gain his consent to your marriage with Marie. But, dear me, I am quite forgetting the dinner," and Mrs. Fuller hastened to the kitchen with her mind full of the pudding, the mince pies, and the roast beef.
Alan's reason for being friendly with Sorley was not entirely50 due to the cause mentioned by his mother, although he was anxious enough to gain the man's consent to his wooing. But he felt confident that--unless for a purpose--Sorley would never give that same consent, since he did not think that the vicar's son was a good match for his pretty and long-descended niece. In a year when Marie was of age, the consent of the guardian could be dispensed51 with; so that particular matter did not trouble the young man overmuch. He really desired to establish friendly relations with Sorley in order to learn if he had the peacock of jewels in his possession, as it was Marie's property and should be given to her. Since the uncle loved jewels, and probably knew that the peacock, besides being covered with precious stones, could indicate the whereabouts of a box filled with similar gems, it was probable that he would seek to keep the ornament52 to himself. Always provided that he possessed53 it, of which Alan was not quite sure. But if he did have it, then the supposition would be that he had murdered Baldwin Grison for its possession. It was difficult for Fuller to see what he would say in the way of excuse for owning it.
"But, of course," thought the young man, when he went to dress for dinner, and threshed out the matter in his own mind, "if he has it he won't make any fuss about my seeing it, should he desire me to solve the riddle since at present there has been no public mention that Grison was murdered for its sake.
"But if he does show it to me----" here he paused, greatly perplexed, as he foresaw how difficult it would be to know how to act. Even if the possession of the Peacock proved Sorley to be a criminal, for the sake of Marie, Alan was unwilling54 to bring him to justice. And yet, on the face of it, the man should pay for his crime. "It's confoundedly difficult to know what to do," was Fuller's natural conclusion.
The Christmas dinner was a great success in spite of the doubts expressed by the hostess, and the five people who sat down to enjoy it, passed a very agreeable hour. Marie had a healthy appetite, and had no reluctance55 in satisfying it on fare, which was much more dainty than that prepared by Henny Trent, who acted as cook at The Monastery. The girl in a simple white dress and without any ornaments56, save a childish necklace of red coral, looked very pretty, and behaved very charmingly. By the end of the quiet evening Alan was more in love with her than ever, and wondered if the earth contained a more delightful57 little lady. Sorley also made himself most agreeable, being soothed58 by the excellent dinner, and showed no disposition59 to frown on the young couple. As to Mrs. Fuller, now that the dinner was off her mind, she beamed on everyone, including her rosy-faced sturdy little husband, who overflowed60 with Christian61 charity, which did not need the season of Yuletide to enhance its ready generosity62.
Mr. Sorley was perfectly63 dressed as usual, and looked wonderfully well in his young-old way, which was so deceptive64. He was well-informed too, and talked on this subject and that, in a most exhaustive manner, arguing with the vicar and agreeing with Mrs. Fuller, and giving an occasional word to Alan. Afterwards in the quaint65 old drawing-room the conversation turned on the death of Grison, although Mr. Fuller did his best to taboo66 the subject, on the plea that it upset his wife.
"Mrs. Fuller always liked the poor man," said the vicar finally.
"He was agreeable and clever, but woefully weak," confessed the old lady. "If he had only stayed here, he would never have met with such a death."
"I would willingly have kept him at The Monastery," explained Sorley in a frank manner, "but he was rude to my sister, and, owing to his drunken habits, kept the house in a constant state of turmoil67. I had to dismiss him although I gave him every chance to reform. And you heard, Alan," he added, turning to the young man, who was listening intently, "how his sister blamed me for his death.
"What's that?" asked the vicar sharply.
"Not directly," said the guest calmly. "She could scarcely do that seeing I was fifty miles away at The Monastery when Grison was murdered in Rotherhithe. But his sister said that my dismissal made him take more than ever to opium smoking, and that drove him to the slum where he met with this tragic68 end."
"Pooh! pooh! Louisa Grison talks rubbish," said Mr. Fuller sturdily. "She was always crazy about Baldwin, although he certainly had his good points, foolish as he was. Don't let us talk any more about the matter. It upsets my wife, and is not a topic for Christmas Day."
"Oh, I don't mind hearing of his death," protested Mrs. Fuller, "I am only too anxious to know who killed him, poor creature."
"Oh, that's impossible," said Alan quickly; "the medical evidence proved conclusively70 that he was murdered, stabbed to the heart."
"Well, my boy, a man can stab himself to the heart, can't he?"
"Yes," replied the young man dryly, "but he could scarcely hide the instrument with which he killed himself after his death, and that, as we know, is missing."
"What sort of instrument was it, Alan?" asked Mrs. Fuller.
"A stiletto, it is thought, mother."
"That sounds as though an Italian had a hand in the crime," remarked the vicar; "they generally use the stiletto!"
"I can't say who killed him, or of what nationality the assassin was, father, since nothing can be learned likely to cast light on the subject. But I am sure of one thing from what Latimer has told me, which is that Grison did not stab himself. He had no reason to."
"But Grison was not mad."
"Indeed I have every reason to believe that he was," insisted the other; "the father was an eccentric doctor who practised in Canterbury, and the mother of Louisa and Baldwin died in a lunatic asylum72."
Mrs. Fuller nodded sadly. "Yes, Louisa told me as much," she said, "and for that reason I excused her oddities and those of her brother. They certainly had queer ways, hadn't they, John?"
"Yes! yes! yes! But no worse than other people," rejoined Fuller senior, in his vigorous fashion, "but Louisa certainly manages her boarding-house in a sane73 enough manner, as I found when I stayed there."
"Did you stay there, father?" asked Alan.
"Twice or thrice when I went to town years and years ago, although I have not stayed there lately. I wanted to help Louisa, poor soul. But now she is doing so well that there is no need for me to assist her by becoming a few days' boarder. Baldwin may have been a trifle mad," added the vicar, addressing Sorley, "since he sank so low and displayed such weakness; but his sister is sane enough, I am sure of that."
"She did not speak very sanely74 the other day when attacking me, as Alan heard," said Mr. Sorley significantly. "We were quietly having afternoon tea when Miss Grison rose and suddenly denounced me. She is mad."
"I don't agree with you," retorted the vicar.
"What do you say, Alan?"
The young man shook his head with an embarrassed laugh. "I have not seen sufficient of Miss Grison to pronounce an opinion," he said, and turned to Marie, who was feeling rather neglected. "This is rather dull for you."
"And the subject, as I said before, is not a suitable one for Christmas Day," observed Mr. Fuller. "Marie, my dear, give us some music."
The girl obeyed with alacrity75, as she had been yawning during the dreary76 talk of her elders. In a very musicianly style she played two or three classical pieces, and then with Alan sang some of Mendelssohn's duets, in which their voices blended far more agreeably than Mr. Sorley approved of. The late conversation seemed to have upset his nerves, for he wandered in a restless manner round the room and betrayed a disposition to come between the young people, in strange contrast to his earlier demeanor77. When Mrs. Fuller was playing an old-fashioned selection of melodies, called "Irish Diamonds," which her husband loved, Sorley came to sit beside Alan and engage him in quiet conversation, while Marie and the vicar remained near the piano, listening to the variations on Garry Owen.
"You must come over to The Monastery during this week, Alan," said Mr. Sorley in a discreet78 whisper. "I should like to show you my collection of jewels, which will belong to Marie after I am gone."
"Oh, you will live for a long time yet," said Alan affably.
"I doubt it. I have my enemies like other men, and you need not be surprised if I meet with Grison's fate, poor wretch79."
"Whatever do you mean?" demanded the other sharply.
"I mean that in the midst of life we are in death," rejoined Sorley tartly, and in a somewhat enigmatic manner, "What else should I mean?"
"I'm hanged if I know," said Alan frankly80, and spoke81 from his heart. He really could not understand the man's strange reference to a violent end.
"Well! well! well!" remarked his companion with affected82 cheerfulness, "it may be all imagination on my part. But when one has such a collection of gems as I have in the house, it is not improbable that an attempt may be made to get them on the part of some thief."
"Have you any idea that such an attempt will be made?"
"Oh dear no. I speak generally. For my collection is valuable, Alan, although perhaps not worth so much money as those gems which were given to George Inderwick over one hundred years ago, by the Begum of Kam. Why do you start?" he asked in surprise. "Marie told me that she related the story of the jewels to you."
"Yes--that is--she did say something about the matter," stammered83 Alan, "only I did not know that Kam was the place where George Inderwick went on behalf of the H.E.I.C. to serve as a native drill sergeant84."
"Oh yes. The Rajah of Kam's town and state in the Madras Presidency85. You can see the manuscript to-morrow when you come over. Hush86, the music is stopping; don't say anything more. Let us keep these matters to ourselves," and having thus forced Fuller, as it were, to be his confidant, Sorley strolled across the room to congratulate Mrs. Fuller on her still brilliant touch.
Alan remained where he was on the sofa, staring at the carpet, and wondering what revelations would be forthcoming when he visited The Monastery the next day, for he was determined87 to pay the promised visit as soon as he could, lest Sorley should change his mind. But what startled him most was to learn that the jewels had belonged to the Begum of Kam. And that was the very place mentioned by Morad-Bakche as the former territory of his family.
"Dick was right," thought Alan. "Bakche is after the gems of the peacock."
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