The urchin1 presented a more dilapidated appearance than he had ever done before even when in his native slums as a street-arab. The neat serge suit with which Miss Grison's kindness had supplied him was smeared3 with green slime and covered with cobwebs, besides being torn in many places. But Alan did not look so much at the lad's clothes as at his face and figure, for he was terribly emaciated5, and so weak, apparently6 with hunger, that he could scarcely keep his legs. When he saw Fuller he burst into tears, and Sorley allowed him to drop on to the carpet.
"How does the lad come here?" demanded Fuller indignantly, "and what have you been doing to him that he should be in this terrible state?"
"He knows the truth," snarled7 Sorley, who looked quite wolfish at the moment, and cast a vindictive8 look at his victim, "and I have been trying to starve it out of him."
"But y' haven't," murmured Jotty feebly, game to the last, "gimme sumthin' t' eat an' drink, mister, or I'm a goner," and his head dropped as though he would die then and there. But Sorley only laughed at his sufferings.
"I was certain that the boy knew the truth," he declared savagely10; "and when he came to warn me I lured11 him to the cellars and locked him up."
"Without food?" questioned Alan with horror, and knelt by the boy to put one of the biscuits Sorley had left on the table between his lips.
"No, I fed him occasionally," said the man sullenly12, "but kept him short so that starvation might make him speak."
"But it didn't," murmured Jotty again, trying to eat the biscuit.
"Little devil!" cried Sorley in a transport of rage. "I'll make you admit that you are in league with that woman to ruin me before I've done. It was because you were locked in the cellar and no one but I knew where you were, that I bolted from Moon in London. If I had been locked up you would have died of starvation, and, bad as you are, I didn't want that. And now you know," he said defiantly13 to Alan, "why I changed my mind after giving myself up. It only occurred to me that Jotty might starve when I was in the cab driving to Bow Street with Moon. I therefore determined14 to get away in the fog, and I did."
"You should have told Moon where the boy was to be found," said Fuller in sharp tones. "Hand me that flask15 of whisky; the boy is nearly dead."
"Oh I hope not, I hope not," said Sorley in alarm, and anxiously watching the young man moistening Jotty's lips with the powerful spirit. "I didn't mean that he should die, for then he would take his secret with him, and I might be hanged through Louisa's lies. As to telling Moon about the cellars, I wasn't such a fool," he went on in an injured tone. "I wasn't going to reveal my hiding-place, which I knew would come in useful, if I were driven to extremities16. But I'm poor old man, and everyone is against me," he ended sobbing17 bitterly.
Fuller was too disgusted with the man's behavior to say a word, but busied himself in feeding Jotty cautiously with biscuits soaked in whisky. The boy soon began to pick up, and eagerly demanded more food, which Alan refused to give him lest he should suffer from overeating, after being so long without nourishment18. Besides he thought that the whisky might make him drunk, which was not to be thought of, since the boy had to give his evidence and tell his secret, whatever that might be. So while Sorley wept and maundered on about himself in an agony of self-pity, Alan lifted Jotty and placed him in a deep armchair. By this time the color had returned to the lad's face, and he was much stronger for the moment, at all events, so Fuller thought that it would be just as well to question him.
"Why did you warn Mr. Sorley after betraying him to me?" he asked.
"'Wanted quids," admitted Jotty frankly19, and with a malevolent20 glance at Sorley; "'knew he'd pay t' git awaiy fro' th' coppers21. 'Said es he would, an' tole me, es his cash was in his bloomin' cellars. I was fool enuff t' g' daown, I was, an' he shoved me int' one of 'em an' keeps me wiffout grub till I fair screeched22 wiff 'unger. But I'll 'ave th'lawr of him, I will," said Jotty vindictively23 and very humanly.
"Why didn't you escape?"
"Couldn't you cry out?"
"I cried and hollered till I was fair sick, but it warn't no' good, nohow, es I soon sawr, mister. He guv me grub et toimes t' keep me fro' becomin' a deader," acknowledged the lad grudgingly24, "but he ses as he'd not feed me up till I tole. But I didn't, you bet I didn't."
"Tell what?"
"I dunno no nuffin;" murmured Jotty sulkily; "give me another bisket, mister, 'cept y' want t' play the saime game."
Fuller gave him what he wanted, and a little more whisky and water to bring back his strength. Then he turned his attention to Sorley, and wondered what was best to be done. "You will have to surrender yourself and stand your trial, you know," said Alan firmly, "things can't go on in this silly way, Mr. Sorley."
The old man pitched forward, sobbing at Alan's feet, while Jotty, who was now top-dog, grinned delightedly at his enemy's downfall. Fuller stooped to pick up the wretched creature, and to repeat his determination when he heard Dick rushing down the stairs shouting his name.
"Alan! Alan Where are you?"
"In the library. Come in. What's up?"
Latimer burst into the room with dishevelled hair and untidy clothes, just as he had leaped out of bed, and evidently was greatly excited. He was on the eve of imparting the cause of his hurried coming, when he stopped short on beholding28 Sorley and the missing lad. "Well I'm hanged!" said Dick, and gasped29 with amazement30.
"I shall be, I shall be," groaned31 Sorley still grovelling32 on the floor, "if Louisa has her way. And you hate me, Latimer, you know you do. You will give me up after all my trouble in coming back to hide here."
"Oh so you did hide here," said Latimer slowly, "and Jotty?"
"He lock' me up, cuss him!" whimpered the boy, "'cos I wouldn't tell him things es I ain't agoin' to tell, nohow."
"What re----" began Dick wonderingly, when Alan cut him short.
"You'll hear later, old man. Meanwhile what's up, that you rush in like a whirlwind?"
"I missed you when I woke up, and wondered where you were. I looked out of the window of my bedroom and saw a woman coming up the avenue with a man. As they came nearer I saw that it was Miss Grison and Moon."
"I'm lost, I'm lost," shouted Sorley scrambling33 to his feet; "let me hide, oh let me hide," and he rushed to the door.
"Ain't no go, mister," yelled the malignant34 Jotty, nibbling35 at his biscuit, "fur I knows yer hole an' I'll sell y' fur a sneak36."
But in spite of this assertion, Sorley, in a fever of terror would have fled, but that Alan caught him by the arm. "Stay here and face things like a man," he said sternly. "Dick run out and ask Moon and Miss Grison to come here. Then dash down to The Red Fox and bring Bakche to prove the poor devil's innocence37."
"What--what--what," gurgled Sorley, as Dick lost no time in obeying, and sprang out of the French window which Alan had opened. "Can he----"
"I think so; I am not sure," said Fuller sharply. "However you shall stay here and face the best or the worst."
"Louisa will hang me," murmured Sorley, sinking into a chair and covering his face with two grimy hands. Jotty grinned, and did not seem disturbed at the announcement that Bakche would prove his captor's innocence, which made Alan think that the brat38 could not be so guilty as the Indian had hinted.
Feeling weary with his long watching and the late exciting events, the young man went to the window to inhale39 deep breaths of the keen morning air. The sun was now rising, and the eastern sky was radiant with golden floods of light, while the chill atmosphere felt perceptibly warmer. Trees and lawns and beds of early flowers presented themselves with photographic distinctness in the crystalline clearness of the dawning, and there was a feeling of freshness, as if all old things were being made new by the magical workings of nature. But Fuller had small time to gratify his jaded40 senses with this cool beauty, for crossing the lawn were Inspector41 Moon and Miss Grison. Dick had just delivered his message and had left them to dash down the avenue to Belstone, while the woman and the officer advanced towards the open window, as they had been directed. Alan stepped down to meet them, quite satisfied that the vindictive Jotty would keep a close watch on the miserable42 old man. The tables were now turned with a vengeance43.
"How are you, Miss Grison? and you, Mr. Inspector?" said Alan quietly. "I heard that the lady was here, but you sir?----"
"I brought him," said Miss Grison triumphantly44, and looking wooden and washed out and as hard as ever. "I wired for him last night, for I was certain that Sorley would come back to The Monastery45."
Moon nodded, and looked curiously46 at Alan's drawn47 face, and disordered clothes, and especially at his feet which were without slippers48. "I came down late last night to Lewes," he explained, "and drove over early this morning. That is why I am here at so unexpected an hour. And even if Miss Grison had not wired me, I should have come, although perhaps later. Miss Inderwick's remark about noises in her house----"
"Yes! yes!" interrupted Fuller with a shiver, for the dewy grass chilled his feet. "I guessed that you would come after that unconscious hint."
"Well of course Miss Inderwick naturally; wants to save her uncle----"
Miss Grison interrupted the inspector in her turn. "She won't though, try as she will. I know all the hiding-places in The Monastery, and wherever Sorley may conceal49 himself I can hunt him out."
"He doesn't wish to conceal himself," said Fuller coldly, for the look of malicious50 triumph on her sallow face was terrible. "He is in the library and wishes to give himself up."
"He did so before," remarked Moon dryly, "and then ran away."
"Because he had Jotty locked up in a cellar here, and feared lest the boy should starve to death. Come in, Mr. Inspector. This is surely the beginning of the end."
"The end, the end," cried Miss Grison joyfully51, and absolutely chanted the words as if they were the funeral hymn52 of a victim, "the end of the beast and all his wickedness. I hope they'll let me see him hanged. And he'll have no coffin53, but be buried in lime and----"
"Hold your tongue," said Moon roughly, for even his tried nerves gave way with a quiver when the vindictive woman expressed her unholy joy. "Come on, Mr. Fuller. I'm glad you didn't help this man to escape."
"I never intended to," Alan assured the officer as they stepped into the room through the open window, followed by Miss Grison, who slunk behind like halting Nemesis54, silent and sinister55. "I forced him to stay and surrender."
"He sha'n't escape this time," growled56 Moon, looking at Sorley who stared rigidly57 from the chair he was seated in, not at the officer of the law, but at the cruel face of the wife who had hunted him down. He seemed like a rabbit fascinated by a serpent, and could utter no sound. Even when Moon again recited the formula of arrest he did not speak.
But Miss Grison did. "Ha!" she jeered58, pointing a finger of scorn at the motionless man, "now do you receive the wages of iniquity59, you beast!"
"Be silent," said Alan tartly60, while the inspector turned to address a few words to Jotty, who looked at him impudently61.
"I shall not be silent," raged the woman; "you know what I am, and who I am in every way, Louisa Sorley--that is my name." Moon overhearing, turned with a blank look of astonishment62. "Yes, you may look and look and look!" she taunted63, snapping her fingers. "Louisa Sorley, and that fiend's lawful64 wife. Ah!"--she turned furiously on her husband--"you cast me off, you made me hold my tongue by threatening to imprison65 Baldwin so that you could marry the wealthy slut you set your mind on. I could do nothing, because I had to save my brother; all I could do I did, and that was to steal the peacock. And now the secret has been guessed and the jewels belong to your minx of a niece----"
"Stop that," cried Fuller in a fierce way; "not a word against my promised wife, Miss Grison."
"Mrs. Sorley, if you please," retorted the woman making an ironical66 curtsey, "and the girl is my niece by marriage as well as your promised wife. But she has the jewels, and much as I hate her I am glad, since this sneaking67 reptile will not get them into his clutches. I have waited for this hour; for years have I waited; lying in bed, walking during the day, working or playing I have plotted and planned and thought and striven to bring you down to the dust. You scorned me, who loved you, you tortured Baldwin who was your friend, and you drove us both in disgrace from this house. Now it is your turn--yours! yours! yours!" She pointed68 her finger again and laughed with savage9 delight. "You shall be driven from the house; you shall go to jail; you shall be hanged by the neck until you are dead, and may God not have mercy on your soul."
Moon caught her by the arm, and shook her sternly. "You mustn't talk like that, you know," he said in a peremptory69 manner.
Miss Grison--as it is more convenient to call her--wrenched herself free, and her little lean figure quivered with unrestrained rage. She wore the long black velvet70 cloak, the early Victorian bonnet71, and the drab thread gloves in which Alan had seen her when she had been surprised by himself and Marie in the library. But she was no longer demure72, no longer did she compress her thin lips and stare in an unwinking unmeaning way. Her terrible triumph had stirred up the depths of her nature, and she acted like a woman bereft73 of reason, as indeed she was for the moment.
"Damn you, let me be!" she screeched, getting free at the expense of a torn cloak. "I can speak to my husband, I suppose. Ha! ha! A nice thing it is for me to have a murderer for a husband."
"I am not a murderer," wailed74 Sorley tremulously. "I left Baldwin alive and well. She--she--she----"
"She--she--she," mocked his wife, "you, with your she--she--she. You are a murderer; you had the peacock; you have the knife which killed My darling brother. Deny it if you dare."
"I do deny it," stammered75 Sorley with an attempt to assert his dignity. "I had the peacock, because you brought it here secretly."
"You lie, as you have always done. I did not. Perhaps you will say that I brought the knife--the dagger76--the thing with which Baldwin was stabbed also, you animal!"
"No--no--no. I have never seen the knife. But I believe you would have brought it if you could, so as to make me out to be guilty."
"You liar77!" raged the woman, while both Moon and Alan stood aside silent, wondering what would be brought forth78 next. "I came here on that day when I warned you, and walked all over the place while you were snoring, like the hog79 you are. Here!" she brushed Moon aside with a force surprising in so small a woman, and marched to the open panel. "I looked in here, where I always knew you kept your bits of glass, and I intended to take some, so as to make you suffer, just as I did with the peacock; just as I did with the peacock, you wretch27! But I found hidden there the dagger which was used to murder my dearest brother, so I left things alone knowing you were the beast who murdered him, and knowing that I at last had you in my power to hunt down." She thrust her arm into the recess80 and tore out tray after tray of jewels which scattered81 themselves about the floor, and finally pulled out the stiletto which Marie had found and Alan had seen. "There! oh there you are! Do you see this, policeman? blood on the handle? Yes, take it, and bring it up in the evidence against him."
Moon handled the stiletto with a frown. "This looks bad," he said to the terrified Sorley; "is it yours?"
"It was--it was," stammered the old man, shaking with nervous fear, "but if I were truly guilty I would not dare to say so. I bought it in Venice--in Italy--where I--I----" he broke off with a cry rising to face his wife with what courage he was able to summon to his heart. "And you stole it over twenty years ago, along with the peacock; you stole many things--you know you did, Louisa. I believe--yes--I believe----"
"That I put it there," interrupted Miss Grison with a shrill82 laugh. "Oh I daresay. To save your own bacon you can say no more and no less. Liar and murderer and wife beater that you are! You struck me once, you did, you did, and now I have come back to repay the blow with interest. Man!" she faced round fiercely to Moon, "why don't you put the handcuffs on him? Make him a shame and disgrace in the village where he has lorded it for so many guilty years. I could----" she dashed forward with a raised arm, her face working with furious passion.
Fuller caught her back. "Steady! steady!"
"Beast!" she turned and struck him full in the face, whereupon Moon came to the young man's assistance, and the two forced her back into a chair. For a few minutes she struggled, screaming, spitting, kicking and fighting with all the abnormal strength which her fury against her husband gave her. All at once she collapsed83, and became as weak as an infant, to burst into tears, and huddle84 up, a nerveless heap, in the deep chair.
"She's finished now," said Moon, wiping his red face; "all the fight's gone out of her. Whew! I've seen women in the cells like her before. She's a crazy bit of goods."
"She's mad, quite mad," quavered Sorley, wringing85 his hands in a senile manner, "I always said that she was."
"Then you sent her mad," muttered Alan, who did not think Marie's uncle was wholly the injured person he presented himself to be.
All the time Jotty surreptitiously devoured86 all the biscuits within reach, and enjoyed what was to him quite a performance--and a well-known one at that, as often he had seen Mother Slaig and others of her kind raging in just such an animal manner. "She's a oner, ain't she?" he said grinning, "but not a bad ole gal87, oh no, not at all."
Miss Grison, who was lying back apparently exhausted88, unclosed one eye and then two, shooting such a malevolent glance at the boy that he held his tongue and looked away uneasily. Moon was about to take up again the stiletto which he had cast carelessly on the table in order to ask questions, when Latimer, hot with rapid walking, made his appearance through the window followed by Morad-Bakche, who looked uncomfortable. The inspector nodded to both, but did not speak for the moment, as his attention was taken up with Alan's attempt to pacify89 granny and the two servants who had been attracted to the library by Miss Grison's screams. The three wished to stay, and argued the point, but Fuller managed to finally turn them out and then came back to witness what would doubtless prove to be the final act of the drama. Meanwhile neither Bakche nor Latimer said a word, and Miss Grison still lay back in her chair broken up much in the same way as was her husband. They were both wrecks90, the sole feelings predominating being terror in the man's heart and hatred91 in the woman's.
"Well, sir," said Inspector Moon, turning sharply on the dignified92 Indian, "and what do you know about this matter?"
"I have some idea of the truth," answered Bakche quietly, and now more at ease, "and I am willing to state what I know on the condition which I arranged with Mr. Fuller yesterday. Indeed, Mr. Fuller, so to speak, suggested the condition some time ago, and I came down here to see Miss Inderwick as to whether she would be willing to fulfil it."
"If you know the truth, you must tell the truth without any condition. That is the law of this country. If you impede93 the course of justice by keeping back necessary information you are liable to a penalty."
"I am willing to take the risk," responded the Indian dryly, "since I have so much at stake. I appeal to Mr. Fuller as to whether he is willing to agree to my condition?"
"On behalf of Miss Inderwick I am," said Alan quietly, "since she leaves me free to use her jewels in any way likely to free her uncle from this charge of murder brought against him by Miss Grison."
"Mrs. Sorley, if you please," murmured the woman without unclosing her eyes.
Bakche took no notice. "I want half the jewels," he stated coolly.
"You shall have a third," answered Alan.
"Then I don't speak."
"What's that?" cried Moon. "Let me tell you, that if you don't, I shall arrest you as being concerned in this crime."
"You have no warrant!" said the man uneasily.
"I shall arrest you without a warrant, and make good my reason afterwards."
The Indian looked uncomfortably from one to the other, and finally seeing that the Inspector was in earnest, he yielded to circumstances too strong for him. "You agree to give me a third of my family jewels?" he asked turning to Alan nervously94.
"Yes; I shall put it in writing if you like."
"No; I am willing to take the word of an English gentleman. That lad," the man looked at Jotty, "also knows something of the truth; at least I think that he does."
"Don't know nuffin," muttered the boy truculently95, for the drink was telling on his weak condition. "If I did, I wouldn't tell when that cove," he pointed to Sorley, "lock'd me up."
"Tell," said the inspector sharply, "or I'll box your ears."
"Sha'n't, sha'n't, sha'n't," babbled96 Jotty, "wot I knows is wuth quids, an' quids I'll 'ave or say nuffin."
Sorley scrambled97 on the floor and swept together some of the gems98. "Take these; take these and save my life," he implored99, thrusting them into the boy's hands. "You wouldn't tell by force but these are worth money, so----"
Jotty played with the gems and put them into his pocket. "If they're wuth quids," he said thickly, "I'll split."
"Do you know the truth?" asked Latimer quickly, "I always thought you did."
"Perhaps you saw the murder committed," Alan remarked, and they all stared hard at the boy.
"Who did it then?" demanded Moon impatiently.
"Sha'n't speak till thet cove does," muttered Jotty, pointing his chin at Bakche with an obstinate100 look; "don't b'leve he knows tho'."
"Don't I?" cried Bakche drawing himself up to his stately height, "I was at Rotherhithe when the man was murdered by his sister."
"Miss Grison!" cried Alan confounded. "Good Lord! Miss Grison killed him?"
"Yes," said Bakche, "Miss Grison killed him."
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