"And," considered Alan, while plodding8 homeward, "Sorley is not aware that it is known to Moon, Jotty, Dick, and me that the crime on the face of it was committed for the sake of the peacock. Had he known as much, he might have accounted for its coming into his possession by saying that Miss Grison had brought it back. But since he is ignorant, I don't see the use of his making such an excuse. He could easily have said that the ornament had been mislaid, and that he had found it by chance. Or indeed that Miss Grison had hidden the thing when she stole it in some room, without troubling to remove it from the place. Sorley's explanation certainly seems to point to his complete innocence9."
But then again, as the young man considered later, Sorley had, within the last few months, purchased a motor bicycle, and had told an obvious falsehood as to the time of possession. On such a machine he could easily cover the fifty miles between London and Belstone twice over in a night by hard riding, and thus might have been in town about the time when the crime was committed without anyone being the wiser. The ownership of the motor bicycle assuredly hinted that the man had acted in this way, and if so, the chances were that he had murdered Grison to recover the peacock. But in that case, he would hardly venture to show his spoil so openly, knowing at what cost he had obtained it, even though unaware10 that the police knew how the dead man had been slain11 on account of the ornament. Certainly he desired Fuller's assistance to unravel12 the problem connected with the golden bird, but then--as Alan thought--he could have produced a drawing of the article, saying that it had been made by himself or someone else before Miss Grison had stolen the fetish of the Inderwicks. In a correct picture drawn13 to scale and colored, there would be quite enough to go upon to guess the riddle14 since the mystery of the peacock was evidently on the surface, and not connected with the interior of the body. Sorley--as he stated, had opened that to find nothing; and, wanting Fuller to help him, he assuredly must have spoken the entire truth.
While Alan was thus turning matters over in his bewildered mind, he heard his name called, and looked round to see Marie flying over the snowy ground. She caught up with him breathless and crimson16 with the race, to seize his arm with a reproachful expression.
"You are mean," she cried, recovering her breath, "I've been waiting for you to come out and tell me what Uncle Ran said to you. But you left without a word. I saw you passing down the avenue, so followed as hard as I was able. Why do you act in this horrid17, secret way, you disagreeable thing?"
Fuller halted and looked at her doubtfully. Since he had imparted to the girl that knowledge regarding Grison's possession of the peacock, which he had obtained from Inspector18 Moon, through Latimer, he certainly did not intend to reveal that Sorley had displayed the ornament in the library. Should he do so, Marie would at once, on what she knew, jump to the conclusion--and very naturally--that her uncle was guilty. Being of an emotional nature she would probably refuse to remain in the house with the man, in which case the truth would have to be told. If it were, and Sorley learned that he was suspected, he would probably place obstacles in the way of what really happened coming to light. That is, assuming he really was the criminal, a fact of which Alan, after thinking over things was by no means certain. And if the man was innocent, he might make an outcry to clear himself, which would be equally prejudicial to the solution of the problem. The more secretly all operations were conducted until positive knowledge was forthcoming, the better it would be for the cause of justice. And in this case, justice consisted in bringing the assassin of Baldwin Grison to the gallows19.
"Oh," said Alan lightly, and smiling at her inquiring look, "your uncle only asked me to assist him to learn the riddle of the peacock."
"But how can that be done when the peacock is missing?"
"Your uncle had drawings of the bird," replied the young man evasively.
"I have never seen them," declared Marie rather crossly, "and as the peacock belongs to me, I should see them."
"I will show them to you in a few days," answered Alan quickly, and made a mental resolve to prepare the drawings himself. And indeed it was necessary that he should have them, since he could not take the actual bird to town, and required something tangible20 upon which to work. "Don't you bother your uncle about the matter, Marie, or he may withdraw his permission."
"What permission?"
"That I should become engaged to you."
"That is," said Fuller correcting himself, "he does not directly sanction an official engagement. But he says that if I solve the problem and find the jewels that he will agree to our marriage. Meanwhile we can be together as often as we like."
"That is as good as an engagement," cried Marie, clapping her hands with delight, "how good of Uncle Ran. I love him for this."
"Don't tell him so," interposed Fuller hastily; "he's an odd fish, and if he knows that I have told you of his yielding so far, he may change his mind, my dear."
Marie nodded very wisely and solemnly. "I see; I quite understand. I shall say nothing to Uncle Ran."
"And ask no questions?"
"Not one. But you will tell me everything, won't you?" she said, pressing up to his side in a coaxing22 manner.
"Of course," Alan assured her, "whatever discoveries I make regarding the riddle you shall know," and the girl was satisfied with this, not guessing that her lover was withholding23 information connected with the more serious matter of the Rotherhithe murder.
Having--as she now presumed--full permission from Sorley to display her preference for Alan, Marie boldly took his arm and walked through the village with him in a most open manner. There was no chance now that her Uncle Ran would appear to make trouble, and the girl declared as she clung to her lover that all their troubles were over. "For of course, such a very clever boy such as you are, dear, will easily solve the riddle."
"I hope," replied Fuller doubtfully, "but it is a hard riddle, Marie, and has baffled everyone for over one hundred years."
"Well," said Miss Inderwick, arguing from a feminine standpoint, "if anyone had guessed the riddle the jewels would have been sold by this time, and probably the money would have been spent. So it is just as well that the truth has not become known. You will guess the riddle, dear, clever boy that you are, and then we shall become very, very rich, even though the half of what you find goes to Uncle Ran."
"Nothing shall go to Uncle Ran," said Alan grimly, "because Uncle Ran has no right to ask for a share--unless, of course, he solves the riddle. The peacock and the treasure it can point out, Marie, both belong to you, so don't go making hasty promises to Mr. Sorley; and above all, dear--mark what I say, little featherhead--don't sign any paper if he asks you to."
Marie nodded meditatively25. "I understand what you mean, Alan. Of course Uncle Ran is fond of jewels, and--well then I shall sign nothing without consulting you, dear."
"And don't tell him that I advised this."
"Of course not; he would take a dislike to you if I did. Don't worry, Alan darling, for I know exactly how to behave."
"Behave just as you have done, Marie, and do not let Mr. Sorley believe that anything new is afoot, or that there is any understanding between us."
Miss Inderwick nodded vigorously to imply that she knew what she was about, and the two walked on for some distance in silence, over the cobblestone pavement of Belstone main street. Occasional smiles and looks of approval were cast at the young couple by stray villagers, for Alan was a great favorite in his father's parish, and Marie was much more popular than her uncle. The inhabitants of Belstone believed that if Marie became Mrs. Alan Fuller, that the old day of plenty would return to The Monastery in which all would share, for they credited the young man with brains which would enable him to make a great deal of money. And if he did, seeing that he had a generous nature, it was just as well that he should marry the last descendant of the ancient family who had ruled the neighborhood. All public sympathy was on the side of the lovers.
But to this Marie and Alan paid no attention, since they were wrapped up in one another. The girl felt quite happy in Fuller's company and occasionally glanced at his meditative24 face. Alan appeared to be thinking deeply, and apparently27 of something not connected with herself. With the natural jealousy28 of a woman in love, Marie could not permit this.
"What are you thinking about, dear?" she asked suspiciously.
"About Morad-Bakche!"
Miss Inderwick opened her eyes on hearing this strange name. "Who is he?"
"He is an Indian gentleman, dear, whom I met at Miss Grison's."
"Why should you think about him just now when I am here, Alan?"
Fuller answered the first part of the question, and passed over the latter. "I am wondering if he has anything to do with the peacock?"
This remark put an end to Marie's egotism for the time being. "Why should he have anything to do with it?" she demanded, astonished.
"Well," exclaimed the young man quietly, "he has come to England, so he told me to search for some mislaid family property. He is descended29 from that Rajah of Kam to whom George Inderwick was sent by the H.E.I.C., my dear."
Marie, having read and re-read the story of Ferrier grasped the connection at once. "Then he knows about the peacock?" she cried in dismay.
"That is what I wish to learn. The Begum of Kam certainly gave the jewels we are looking for to George Inderwick, from whom they descend26 to you, so as Morad-Bakche represents the Kam family it is just possible that he has come to get back the gems30 if he can."
"He sha'n't have them," cried Marie, becoming flushed, "don't let him take them, Alan."
Fuller laughed. "We have to find them first," he remarked coolly. "When we have them in our possession, then we can talk over Morad-Bakche's claim."
"He sha'n't have them," murmured Marie, much disturbed; "they are mine. And after all, Alan, he may not have come for the Begum's treasure."
"He may, or he may not. I am unprepared to give an opinion. Only it is so strange that he should live at Miss Grison's boarding-house, considering that she knows about the peacock, which is to reveal the whereabouts of what the man probably desires. He didn't get to that boarding-house by chance, I am certain. And Dick fancies also--by his sixth sense, as he declares--that Morad-Bakche may have designs on the treasure."
"It is very strange," said Miss Inderwick, pondering over this speech; "but how could he find out that Miss Grison knew about the peacock?"
"We must learn. Have you ever seen an Indian gentleman in the village, my dear, or haunting The Monastery?"
"No. If I had I should have told you, or would have written about it. We see so few people about here, Alan--strangers that is--that anyone new is quickly noticed."
"Well, you may not have seen the man, but others may have. Who is the greatest gossip in the village?"
"Oh, Alan, as if you didn't know, when your mother is always talking about her. It's Mrs. Verwin, of course."
"Ah yes! and she keeps The Red Fox, our one and only inn. Marie, she is the very person to know, for besides being a gossip, she is the landlady31 of an inn to which a stranger would go even if he only came for the day. Come and let us interview Mrs. Verwin."
Marie assented32 eagerly, for the search was like a game, and interested her greatly. The pair simply retraced33 their steps and entered the green space in the centre of Belstone, whence streets and lanes diverged34, to behold36 the shabby old inn facing them directly. It was an ancient Georgian building, ugly without, and comfortable within, and had been more notable in the day of stage-coaches than it was now. Its walls sadly needed a coat of paint, its roof required patching, while both doors and windows would have been the better for a little attention. In fact, there was a half-hearted look about The Red Fox, which showed that the good lady who owned it had given up any idea of making her fortune, and was content to exist for the day without troubling about the morrow. Sometimes tourists stayed in the old place, more frequently artists, attracted by the romantic beauties of The Monastery, for the shabby rooms were fairly comfortable, and the cooking, within limits, was tolerably good. Mrs. Verwin's money mostly came from the pockets of laborers37 and yokels38, who drank the very inferior beer she supplied while they talked over the news of the countryside in the smoky taproom with the sawdust floor, and cumbersome39 settles. In the evening when the day's work was ended, that taproom was the meeting-place of gossips both male and female.
And Mrs. Verwin was the greatest and most famous gossip of the lot. How she gathered all the news she did was a mystery to everyone, since she never left her abode40, and worked from morning until night in order to keep things going. But somehow she managed to hear all that was going on both near and far, and used her long tongue freely in discussing what she heard. But that the villagers were so somnolent41 Mrs. Verwin would many and many a time have been in danger of a libel action, but reigning42 as a kind of rural queen, no one was bold enough to bring her to book. If anyone had dared to venture on such a course, he or she would have been excluded for ever from the taproom, and such excommunication was not to be thought of by anyone who desired to see life. And life was nowhere to be seen in Belstone save under the noisy roof of The Red Fox.
Mrs. Verwin herself welcomed the young couple the moment they set foot on the threshold, as she had already espied43 them from the window. Being a very stout44 woman, she could scarcely curtsey, but did her best, and invited her visitors into the best parlor45. It was a great honor that the vicar's son and the leading lady of the neighborhood--for that Marie was by virtue46 of descent if not of money--and Mrs. Verwin was quite overwhelmed. As the inn was quite respectable and well-conducted, Alan had no hesitation47 in taking Marie into the place, although Mrs. Fuller would scarcely have been pleased, because she disliked the landlady's too ready tongue. But as that lively, black-eyed dame48 was a good churchwoman and really kind-hearted, the vicar had a better opinion of her.
"Lor' sir and miss," cried Mrs. Verwin, energetically dusting a chair for Marie to sit down on. "Who'd ha' thought of you an' Mr. Alan coming to see me, friendly like. And very well you're looking miss, though Mr. Alan there could do with a little red in them pale cheeks of his. London smoke," added Mrs. Verwin in disgust, "and London food, and the milk that blue with watering as the sky is gray to it. Now do have a cup of tea, sir, and----"
"No, thank you, Mrs. Verwin," interrupted Alan quickly, for there was no chance of getting a word in edgeways save by cutting short the good lady's voluble speech; "we have only come for five minutes. I want to ask you a question, if you don't mind."
"Mind, Mr. Alan, and why should I mind, me being all straight and above the sky-line, respectable as my parents were before me, as anyone who can read is able to see on their tombstones in the right-hand corner of the churchyard looking from the porch. Ask me what you like, sir, whether it means weddings or funerals, or all that goes between in----"
"I simply wish to know if during the last year you have seen an Indian gentleman in the village," interrupted Fuller again, and with a look at Marie to show that he desired to conduct the conversation himself.
"Well, I never, and to think as you didn't hear of him, stopping here as he was in July last for one night, and saying as the rice he ate was boiled in a way he admired."
"Oh, so there was an Indian here?"
Mrs. Verwin nodded and placed her stout arms akimbo, with curiosity in her snapping black eyes.
"Quite the gentleman he was, though I hope there's nothing wrong with him, meaning courts and docks and lawyers, as is all the sons of Old Nick, asking your pardon, Mr. Alan, for saying so, and yours, miss, for talking about him, as shouldn't be spoke15 of, nohow. Now if----"
"There's nothing wrong about him," said Alan, again stopping the flow of the landlady's conversation, or rather monologue49; "but I happened to meet him at Miss Grison's boarding-house in London and----"
"Lor' sir," said Mrs. Verwin again, and taking her turn to interrupt, "may I never speak another word, if she don't owe me a good turn for having told him to go there, where he'd be comfortable, though I never could see as Miss Grison, and Louisa's her name, was much of a housekeeper50."
"You told Mr. Bakche to go," said Alan, remembering how the Indian had mentioned to Miss Grison that someone in Ceylon had sent him to Thimble Square, "and why?"
"Batch51. Yes sir, Batch was the name, and he was a very dark gentleman with eyes like gimblets for boring a person through and through, haughty52 like and grand in his manners, speaking English like a native in spite of his having been reared in a country where they chatter53 French and German, the last a language I never could abide54, since a waiter of that sort went away when the house was full, and I needed all the hands I'd got besides a few more. Oh, Mr. Batch was a gent sure enough, though a son of Ham as we are told in the Bible, your pa, Mr. Alan, having read about them children of Noah only three Sundays back, and then he----"
"Why did you send Mr. Bakche to Miss Grison's?" asked Alan impatiently.
"Well, I didn't in a way, sir, because it was the peacock as sent him to----"
"The peacock," repeated Marie, and looked at Alan anxiously.
"And well do you know all about it, miss," cried the voluble Mrs. Verwin, turning to face the speaker, "it being the luck of your family as will never have no fortune till it's brought back again. And that Grison person as was your uncle's clerk took it over twenty years back, as I'm a living woman, which we all said when we heard as he was gone and it was missing. I said and others said as Mr. Sorley should have persecuted----"
"Did you tell all this to Mr. Bakche?" questioned Fuller quickly.
"And why shouldn't I tell him, Mr. Alan?" inquired Mrs. Verwin, wiping her heated face with a corner of her apron55 and bridling56. "He asked if there wasn't people called Inderwick hereabouts, and I up and told him all about the family. Mr. Batch says, as his father knew some of 'em in his own land, and said as how him he met--not mentioning names, though it was an Inderwick as spoke, and perhaps, miss, a cousin of your very own--well, him as he met mentioned a peacock. So I tells Mr. Batch all about the story of the peacock being the luck of the family, as all the countryside knows, and says as how we believed that Grison person had took it. He said he'd like to ask him or her about the peacock--meaning them Grisons--since he liked to hear them sort of stories, so I recommended her house to him as being comfortable, and heaven forgive me for the lie, seeing Miss Grison--and Louisa's her name--ain't got no more idea of cooking than a cat."
"Oh, Mr. Bakche is very comfortable there," said Alan easily, and very glad that he had learned so much; "did Mr. Bakche say nothing about any treasure connected with the peacock?"
"No," cried Mrs. Verwin, her face alive with curiosity, "never a word did he mention of a treasure, and where----"
Fuller saw that he had made a mistake in hinting a thing which was known only to the Inderwicks to this gossip, and hastened to repair his error. "I am talking of the peacock itself, which is a treasure," he said quickly, "for it is made of gold with precious stones----"
"I know, Mr. Alan, of course I know, sir, for didn't I see it on my wedding-day forty years ago, when your dear ma, miss, was alive and well along with your late pa. My husband--poor Verwin as is dead and gone--said as he give me a wedding treat, and he takes me to see The Monastery and asked Squire57 Inderwick to show that blessed peacock. Oh," Mrs. Verwin raised her fat hands and closed her eyes in ecstasy58, "well may you call it a treasure, Mr. Alan, for such glitter I never did see. It was like the New Jerusalem for shine and----"
"Well that is the treasure I meant, Mrs. Verwin."
"And you never spoke a truer word, Mr. Alan. But I hope sir, and you, miss, as I didn't do wrong in telling Mr. Batch--and a pleasant gentleman, though dark, he was too--about the peacock, for it's a story as we all know for years and years and years. The luck of the Inderwicks! Why I heard my dear, dear pa as is dead these fifty years tell all about the blessed idol59, so I thought t'was no harm to let Mr. Batch know as we'd something in Belstone he hadn't got in his own country, wherever that may be, though they do say as it's across channel somehow, and, if he----"
"You didn't do wrong, Mrs. Verwin," said Alan, striking in hastily, as he was anxious to get away with Marie, "and I merely asked about Mr. Bakche because he seemed to know something of Belstone."
"He know. Now I ask you, sir, what can he know, staying but for one day, and only giving an eyewink at The Monastery where he----"
"Oh, he went there, did he?" asked Fuller, turning back at the door.
"Yes sir, he did, saying he'd like to see such a lovely place about which I'd told him such a queer story, for queer he said was the name for the luck of the peacock. I think Mr. Batch was one of them gents who write and who ask others for things as they can't think of themselves, to----"
"Yes! Yes. Very probably, Mrs. Verwin. Thanks for answering my questions. I just did so because I chanced to meet this gentleman at Miss Grison's."
Alan, and Marie, who had taken scarcely any part in the conversation, managed to get outside the door, but were followed into the open by Mrs. Verwin, talking all the time, and curtseying at intervals60 with difficulty as she said good-bye. "For I do hope miss, and Mr. Alan, sir, as you'll come in again, you not forgetting, miss, as I was kitchen-maid at The Monastery before Verwin came along to make me a happy bride; and so have the interest of the family at heart. Sitting on a throne is where you should be, miss, with all under your pretty feet as you will be when the peacock comes again to its own. And if that Grison person is dead, murdered they say with much blood, and serve him right, I hope as he's sent back the peacock by post, if his sister--Louisa's her name--ain't got it, which is just as likely as not, taking into---- Well good-day, sir--good-day, miss--and bless you both for a nice-looking couple," and Mrs. Verwin's voice arose to a perfect scream, as the distance between her and the visitors increased. Not until they were on the verge35 of the green entering the lane which led to the vicarage, did the sound of her adieux die away.
"Marie," said Alan seriously, "if you ever talk so much, I shall divorce you at once. Poor Verwin. He must have been glad to leave the world."
"She always makes my head ache," said Marie laughing.
"And other people's hearts ache, owing to her gossip. However, she can't make any mischief61 about what we have been talking, since I explained exactly what I meant. So Bakche came down here to ask after the peacock. That shows, as I thought long ago, that he is after the Begum's gems."
"What will you do, Alan?" asked Marie anxiously.
"Consult Dick, and tell him what I have found out. Meanwhile Marie, you need not tell your uncle what we have discovered."
"Mrs. Verwin will probably do that," said Marie darkly.
Alan frowned. "We can't stop her tongue, worse luck," he said with a sigh.
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