“We have evidence, Captain Marsland, that the statement you made to Sergeant1 Westaway regarding your discovery of the dead body of Frank Lumsden at Cliff Farm on the night of Friday, 16th October, is untrue.”
If Detective Gillett had expected the young man to display either alarm or resentment2 at this statement he was disappointed. Marsland made no outward sign of astonishment3 at being addressed by his military title by the detective, or at being accused of having made a false statement. With steady eyes he met the detective’s searching gaze.
In response to a request telephoned by Detective Gillett to Sir George Granville’s house at Staveley, Marsland and Crewe had motored over to Ashlingsea police station. They had been met on their arrival by the detective and Sergeant Westaway, and after a constrained4 welcome had been conducted to the Sergeant’s inner room. The door had been carefully closed, and Constable5 Heather, who was in the outer room, had been told by his superior that on no account were they to be disturbed.
There was such a long pause after Detective Gillett had exploded his bomb, that the obligation of opening up the situation suggested itself to him.
“Do you deny that?” he asked.
“I do not.” In a clear tone and without any indication of embarrassment6 the young man made his reply.
“You admit that your statement is false?”
“I do.”
“What was your object in making a false statement to the police?”
“I am not prepared to tell you at present.”
“Well, perhaps you know your own business best, Captain Marsland, but I warn you that you are in a very serious position. It is for you to decide whether the truth will help you or not.”
“Do you intend to make a charge against me?”
Gillett was taken aback at this blunt question. He had arranged the interview because he believed he was in a position to embarrass the young man with a veiled threat of police action, but the young man, instead of waiting for the threats, wanted to know if the police were prepared to act. But Detective Gillett was too experienced an officer to display the weakness of his hand.
“How long will these inquiries take?” asked Crewe.
“No one knows better than you, Mr. Crewe, that it is impossible for me to answer such a question,” said the Scotland Yard man. “One thing leads to another in these cases. As Captain Marsland shows no disposition8 to help us, they will take at least three or four days.”
“But perhaps I can help you,” suggested Crewe.
“Well, I don’t know what evidence you have picked up in the course of your investigations9, Mr. Crewe, but I can tell you that Westaway and I have some evidence that will startle you. Haven’t we, Westaway?”
“Very startling evidence, indeed,” said the sergeant, in a proud official tone.
“I am glad of that,” said Crewe. “Perhaps the addition of the little I have picked up—that is the addition of whatever part of it is new to you—will enable you to solve this puzzling crime.”
“Very likely indeed,” said Gillett. “There are not many links missing in our chain of evidence.”
“I congratulate you,” responded Crewe. “There are a good many missing in mine.”
Gillett broke into a laugh in which there was a distinct note of self-satisfaction.
“As between you and me why shouldn’t there be candour?” said Crewe. “But what about my young friend Marsland? As it is a case for candour between you and me, we can’t have him present. For my part, I should prefer that he was present, but of course that is impossible from your point of view. You cannot go into your case against him in his presence.”
“Certainly not,” said Gillett decisively. “And before I produce my evidence to you, Mr. Crewe, I must have your word of honour not to tell a living soul, not to breathe a hint of it to any one, least of all to Captain Marsland. If you give me your word of honour I’ll be satisfied. That is the sort of reputation you have at Scotland Yard—if you want to know.”
“It is very good of you to talk that way,” replied Crewe. “I give you my word of honour not to speak to any one of what happens here, until you give me permission to do so. Marsland will wait outside in charge of Constable Heather. He will give you his word of honour not to attempt to escape.”
“Is that so?” asked Gillett of the young man.
Marsland nodded, and was handed over to Constable Heather’s care by Sergeant Westaway. When the sergeant returned he closed the door carefully.
“Lock it,” said Gillett. “And cover up the key-hole; we don’t want any one peeping through at what we’ve got here.”
“I like this,” said Crewe with a smile. “I feel that I am behind the scenes.”
“As regards Captain Marsland,” said Gillett after a pause, “I may as well tell you, Mr. Crewe, that I don’t want to deal more harshly with him than the situation demands—at this stage. Things may be very different a little later—it may be outside my power to show him any consideration. But I don’t want to detain him here—I don’t want to lock him up if it can be avoided. You know what talk there would be both here and in Staveley. I am thinking of his uncle, Sir George Granville. I’ll tell you what I’ll do. If he will give me his word of honour that he will not attempt to escape, and if you and his uncle will do the same, I’ll let him go back to Staveley in charge of Heather. There will be no difficulty in explaining Heather’s presence there to any friends of Sir George’s. What do you think of it?”
“Excellent!” said Crewe.
What was most excellent about it, in the private opinion of Crewe, was the ingenious way in which it extricated11 Detective Gillett from an awkward situation. When he had arranged the interview for the purpose of frightening Marsland with a threat of detention12, he had had this plan in his mind. He had not quite sufficient evidence against Marsland to justify13 him in arresting that young man without some damaging admissions on the part of the young man himself. And the plan to place him in charge of Heather was a technical escape from the difficulties that surrounded Marsland’s actual arrest at that stage; but, on the other hand, it would appear in the young man’s eyes as though he were under arrest and this was likely to have an important influence in getting some sort of confession14 from him.
“Bring out those things,” said Detective Gillett to Sergeant Westaway, and pointing to the cupboard against the wall.
Westaway produced a hand-bag and placed it on the table. Gillett took a bunch of keys from his trousers pocket and unlocked the bag.
“First of all, here is the key of the house,” he said, as he held out in the palm of his hand the key of a Yale lock. “As you must have noticed, Mr. Crewe, the front door of the farmhouse15 closes with a modern Yale lock; the old lock is broken and the bolt is tied back with a string. You will notice, inside the hole for the key to go on a ring, that there is a stain of blood. Next, we have a pair of heavy boots. These were worn by the man who murdered Frank Lumsden, for they correspond exactly with the plaster casts we took of the footprints outside the window.”
Westaway, who had opened the door of the cupboard, placed on the table near Crewe two plaster casts.
Crewe, after returning the key he had been examining, compared the boots with the plaster casts.
“I believe you are right,” he said, after a pause.
“Here we have the bullet that was fired. As you will remember, Mr. Crewe, it went clean through Lumsden’s body, and through the window. But what you don’t know is that it struck a man who was hiding in the garden near the window. It struck him in the left arm.”
“Who was this man?” asked Crewe.
“His name is Tom Jauncey. He is the son of an old shepherd who worked for Lumsden’s grandfather.”
“That is correct,” replied Gillett. “From the bullet we go to the weapon that fired it. Here it is—an ordinary Webley revolver such as is issued to army officers, Mr. Crewe.”
“Yes, I know a little about them,” said Crewe, as he took it in his hands to look at it.
“And, last of all, here is a pair of glasses which we have ascertained17 came from the well-known optical firm of Baker18 & Co., who have branches all over London, and were made for Captain Marsland.”
“Where did you find them?” asked Crewe.
“In the well at the farm.”
“How did they get there?”
“I don’t think it is an unnatural19 assumption that they were blown off when the wearer was stooping over the well to drop some articles into it. Remember that there was a big storm and a high wind on the night of the murder. The boots and the revolver we also found in the well. Our theory is that the murderer dropped these things into the well in order to get rid of them, and that while he was doing it his glasses were blown into the well. As you know, Marsland wears glasses—he is wearing them now. But Sergeant Westaway will swear that he was not wearing them when he came to the station to report the discovery of the body. We have other interesting evidence in the same direction, but let that go for the present.”
“But the boots,” said Crewe. “You don’t pretend that they belong to Marsland?”
“They probably belonged to the murdered man—that is a point which we have not yet settled.”
“And how does that fit in with your theory that the murderer broke into the house?”
“The murderer found these boots in the barn, the cowshed, or one of the other outbuildings. Lumsden did not wear such heavy boots habitually—remember that he had been a clerk, not a farmer. But he would want a heavy pair of boots like these for walking about the farm-yard in wet weather, and probably he kept them in one of the outbuildings, or at any rate left them there on the last occasion he wore them. The intending murderer, prowling about the outbuildings before breaking into the house, found these boots, and with the object of hiding his traces put them on. After he had finished with them he put on his own boots and threw these down the well.”
“And your theory is that Marsland is the murderer?”
“I don’t say that our case against him is quite complete yet, but the evidence against him is very strong.”
“Yes, Marsland was a captain in the London Rifle Brigade; Lumsden was a private in the same battalion21. They served together in France.”
“But the motive?” asked Crewe.
“Our information is that Lumsden and a man against whom Captain Marsland had a personal grudge—a man whom it was his interest to get out of the way—were sent by Captain Marsland on a false mission towards the German lines. Marsland expected that both would fall victims to the Germans. Lumsden’s companion was killed, but Lumsden was captured alive and subsequently escaped. What is more likely than that Marsland, riding across the downs, should call in at Cliff Farm when his horse fell lame22. There, to his surprise, he found that Lumsden was the owner of the farm. They talked over old times, and Marsland learned that Lumsden was aware of his secret motive in sending them on such a dangerous mission. Marsland took his leave, but determined23 to put Lumsden out of the way. He stole back and hid in the outbuildings, broke into the house, and shot the man who could expose him.”
“A very ingenious piece of work,” said Crewe. “Everything dovetails in.”
“I am glad you agree with it,” said Gillett.
“But I don’t,” was the unexpected reply. “Lumsden was not murdered at the farm. He was shot in the open, somewhere between Staveley and Ashlingsea, and his dead body was brought into the house in a motor-car. It could not have been Marsland who brought the dead body there, because he was on horseback, and his lamed24 horse was in the stable at the farm when we were all there next day.”
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