IW hen they were outside Jefferson’s door, Superintendent1 Harper said:
“Well, for what it’s worth, we’ve got a motive2, sir.”
“H’m,” said Melchett. “Fifty thousand pounds, eh?”
“Yes, sir. Murder’s been done for a good deal less than that.”
“Yes, but—”
Colonel Melchett left the sentence unfinished. Harper, however, understood him.
“You don’t think it’s likely in this case? Well, I don’t either, as far as that goes. But it’s got to be gone into all thesame.”
“Oh, of course.”
Harper went on:
“If, as Mr. Jefferson says, Mr. Gaskell and Mrs. Jefferson are already well provided for and in receipt of acomfortable income, well, it’s not likely they’d set out to do a brutal3 murder.”
“Quite so. Their financial standing4 will have to be investigated, of course. Can’t say I like the appearance ofGaskell much—looks a sharp, unscrupulous sort of fellow—but that’s a long way from making him out a murderer.”
“Oh, yes, sir, as I say, I don’t think it’s likely to be either of them, and from what Josie said I don’t see how itwould have been humanly possible. They were both playing bridge from twenty minutes to eleven until midnight. No,to my mind there’s another possibility much more likely.”
Melchett said: “Boy friend of Ruby5 Keene’s?”
“That’s it, sir. Some disgruntled young fellow—not too strong in the head, perhaps. Someone, I’d say, she knewbefore she came here. This adoption6 scheme, if he got wise to it, may just have put the lid on things. He saw himselflosing her, saw her being removed to a different sphere of life altogether, and he went mad and blind with rage. He gother to come out and meet him last night, had a row with her over it, lost his head completely and did her in.”
“And how did she come to be in Bantry’s library?”
“I think that’s feasible. They were out, say, in his car at the time. He came to himself, realized what he’d done, andhis first thought was how to get rid of the body. Say they were near the gates of a big house at the time. The ideacomes to him that if she’s found there the hue7 and cry will centre round the house and its occupants and will leave himcomfortably out of it. She’s a little bit of a thing. He could easily carry her. He’s got a chisel8 in the car. He forces awindow and plops her down on the hearthrug. Being a strangling case, there’s no blood or mess to give him away inthe car. See what I mean, sir?”
“Oh, yes, Harper, it’s all perfectly9 possible. But there’s still one thing to be done. Cherchez l’homme.”
“What? Oh, very good, sir.”
Superintendent Harper tactfully applauded his superior’s joke, although, owing to the excellence10 of ColonelMelchett’s French accent he almost missed the sense of the words.
II
“Oh—er—I say—er—c-could I speak to you a minute?” It was George Bartlett who thus waylaid11 the two men.
Colonel Melchett, who was not attracted to Mr. Bartlett and who was anxious to see how Slack had got on with theinvestigation of the girl’s room and the questioning of the chambermaids, barked sharply:
“Well, what is it—what is it?”
Young Mr. Bartlett retreated a step or two, opening and shutting his mouth and giving an unconscious imitation ofa fish in a tank.
“Well—er—probably isn’t important, don’t you know—thought I ought to tell you. Matter of fact, can’t find mycar.”
“What do you mean, can’t find your car?”
Stammering12 a good deal, Mr. Bartlett explained that what he meant was that he couldn’t find his car.
Superintendent Harper said:
“Do you mean it’s been stolen?”
George Bartlett turned gratefully to the more placid13 voice.
“Well, that’s just it, you know. I mean, one can’t tell, can one? I mean someone may just have buzzed off in it, notmeaning any harm, if you know what I mean.”
“When did you last see it, Mr. Bartlett?”
“Well, I was tryin’ to remember. Funny how difficult it is to remember anything, isn’t it?”
Colonel Melchett said coldly:
“Not, I should think, to a normal intelligence. I understood you to say just now that it was in the courtyard of thehotel last night—”
Mr. Bartlett was bold enough to interrupt. He said:
“That’s just it—was it?”
“What do you mean by ‘was it’? You said it was.”
“Well—I mean I thought it was. I mean—well, I didn’t go out and look, don’t you see?”
Colonel Melchett sighed. He summoned all his patience. He said:
“Let’s get this quite clear. When was the last time you saw—actually saw your car? What make is it, by the way?”
“Minoan 14.”
“And you last saw it—when?”
George Bartlett’s Adam’s apple jerked convulsively up and down.
“Been trying to think. Had it before lunch yesterday. Was going for a spin in the afternoon. But somehow, youknow how it is, went to sleep instead. Then, after tea, had a game of squash and all that, and a bathe afterwards.”
“And the car was then in the courtyard of the hotel?”
“Suppose so. I mean, that’s where I’d put it. Thought, you see, I’d take someone for a spin. After dinner, I mean.
But it wasn’t my lucky evening. Nothing doing. Never took the old bus out after all.”
Harper said:
“But, as far as you knew, the car was still in the courtyard?”
“Well, naturally. I mean, I’d put it there—what?”
“Would you have noticed if it had not been there?”
Mr. Bartlett shook his head.
“Don’t think so, you know. Lots of cars going and coming and all that. Plenty of Minoans.”
Superintendent Harper nodded. He had just cast a casual glance out of the window. There were at that moment noless than eight Minoan 14s in the courtyard—it was the popular cheap car of the year.
“Aren’t you in the habit of putting your car away at night?” asked Colonel Melchett.
“Don’t usually bother,” said Mr. Bartlett. “Fine weather and all that, you know. Such a fag putting a car away in agarage.”
Glancing at Colonel Melchett, Superintendent Harper said: “I’ll join you upstairs, sir. I’ll just get hold of SergeantHiggins and he can take down particulars from Mr. Bartlett.”
“Right, Harper.”
Mr. Bartlett murmured wistfully:
“Thought I ought to let you know, you know. Might be important, what?”
III
Mr. Prestcott had supplied his additional dancer with board and lodging15. Whatever the board, the lodging was thepoorest the hotel possessed16.
Josephine Turner and Ruby Keene had occupied rooms at the extreme end of a mean and dingy17 little corridor. Therooms were small, faced north on to a portion of the cliff that backed the hotel, and were furnished with the odds18 andends of suites19 that had once, some thirty years ago, represented luxury and magnificence in the best suites. Now, whenthe hotel had been modernized20 and the bedrooms supplied with built-in receptacles for clothes, these large Victorianoak and mahogany wardrobes were relegated21 to those rooms occupied by the hotel’s resident staff, or given to guestsin the height of the season when all the rest of the hotel was full.
As Melchett saw at once, the position of Ruby Keene’s room was ideal for the purpose of leaving the hotel withoutbeing observed, and was particularly unfortunate from the point of view of throwing light on the circumstances of thatdeparture.
At the end of the corridor was a small staircase which led down to an equally obscure corridor on the ground floor.
Here there was a glass door which led out on to the side terrace of the hotel, an unfrequented terrace with no view.
You could go from it to the main terrace in front, or you could go down a winding22 path and come out in a lane thateventually rejoined the cliff road farther along. Its surface being bad, it was seldom used.
Inspector23 Slack had been busy harrying24 chambermaids and examining Ruby’s room for clues. He had been luckyenough to find the room exactly as it had been left the night before.
Ruby Keene had not been in the habit of rising early. Her usual procedure, Slack discovered, was to sleep untilabout ten or half-past and then ring for breakfast. Consequently, since Conway Jefferson had begun his representationsto the manager very early, the police had taken charge of things before the chambermaids had touched the room. Theyhad actually not been down that corridor at all. The other rooms there, at this season of the year, were only opened anddusted once a week.
“That’s all to the good as far as it goes,” Slack explained gloomily. “It means that if there were anything to findwe’d find it, but there isn’t anything.”
The Glenshire police had already been over the room for fingerprints25, but there were none unaccounted for. Ruby’sown, Josie’s, and the two chambermaids—one on the morning and one on the evening shift. There were also a coupleof prints made by Raymond Starr, but these were accounted for by his story that he had come up with Josie to look forRuby when she did not appear for the midnight exhibition dance.
There had been a heap of letters and general rubbish in the pigeonholes26 of the massive mahogany desk in thecorner. Slack had just been carefully sorting through them. But he had found nothing of a suggestive nature. Bills,receipts, theatre programmes, cinema stubs, newspaper cuttings, beauty hints torn from magazines. Of the letters therewere some from “Lil,” apparently27 a friend from the Palais de Danse, recounting various affairs and gossip, saying they“missed Rube a lot. Mr. Findeison asked after you ever so often! Quite put out, he is! Young Reg has taken up withMay now you’ve gone. Barny asks after you now and then. Things going much as usual. Old Grouser28 still as mean asever with us girls. He ticked off Ada for going about with a fellow.”
Slack had carefully noted29 all the names mentioned. Inquiries30 would be made—and it was possible some usefulinformation might come to light. To this Colonel Melchett agreed; so did Superintendent Harper, who had joinedthem. Otherwise the room had little to yield in the way of information.
Across a chair in the middle of the room was the foamy31 pink dance frock Ruby had worn early in the evening witha pair of pink satin high-heeled shoes kicked off carelessly on the floor. Two sheer silk stockings were rolled into aball and flung down. One had a ladder in it. Melchett recalled that the dead girl had had bare feet and legs. This, Slacklearned, was her custom. She used makeup32 on her legs instead of stockings and only sometimes wore stockings fordancing, by this means saving expense. The wardrobe door was open and showed a variety of rather flashy eveningdresses and a row of shoes below. There was some soiled underwear in the clothes-basket, some nail parings, soiledface-cleaning tissue and bits of cotton wool stained with rouge33 and nail-polish in the wastepaper basket—in fact,nothing out of the ordinary! The facts seemed plain to read. Ruby Keene had hurried upstairs, changed her clothes andhurried off again—where?
Josephine Turner, who might be supposed to know most of Ruby’s life and friends, had proved unable to help. Butthis, as Inspector Slack pointed34 out, might be natural.
“If what you tell me is true, sir—about this adoption business, I mean—well, Josie would be all for Ruby breakingwith any old friends she might have and who might queer the pitch, so to speak. As I see it, this invalid35 gentleman getsall worked up about Ruby Keene being such a sweet, innocent, childish little piece of goods. Now, supposing Ruby’sgot a tough boy friend—that won’t go down so well with the old boy. So it’s Ruby’s business to keep that dark. Josiedoesn’t know much about the girl anyway—not about her friends and all that. But one thing she wouldn’t stand for—Ruby’s messing up things by carrying on with some undesirable36 fellow. So it stands to reason that Ruby (who, as I seeit, was a sly little piece!) would keep very dark about seeing any old friend. She wouldn’t let on to Josie anythingabout it—otherwise Josie would say: ‘No, you don’t, my girl.’ But you know what girls are—especially young ones—always ready to make a fool of themselves over a tough guy. Ruby wants to see him. He comes down here, cuts uprough about the whole business, and wrings37 the girl’s neck.”
“I expect you’re right, Slack,” said Colonel Melchett, disguising his usual repugnance38 for the unpleasant way Slackhad of putting things. “If so, we ought to be able to discover this tough friend’s identity fairly easily.”
“You leave it to me, sir,” said Slack with his usual confidence. “I’ll get hold of this ‘Lil’ girl at that Palais de Danseplace and turn her right inside out. We’ll soon get at the truth.”
Colonel Melchett wondered if they would. Slack’s energy and activity always made him feel tired.
“There’s one other person you might be able to get a tip from, sir,” went on Slack, “and that’s the dance and tennispro fellow. He must have seen a lot of her and he’d know more than Josie would. Likely enough she’d loosen hertongue a bit to him.”
“I have already discussed that point with Superintendent Harper.”
“Good, sir. I’ve done the chambermaids pretty thoroughly39! They don’t know a thing. Looked down on these two,as far as I can make out. Scamped the service as much as they dared. Chambermaid was in here last at seven o’clocklast night, when she turned down the bed and drew the curtains and cleared up a bit. There’s a bathroom next door, ifyou’d like to see it?”
The bathroom was situated40 between Ruby’s room and the slightly larger room occupied by Josie. It wasilluminating. Colonel Melchett silently marvelled41 at the amount of aids to beauty that women could use. Rows of jarsof face cream, cleansing42 cream, vanishing cream, skin-feeding cream! Boxes of different shades of powder. An untidyheap of every variety of lipstick43. Hair lotions44 and “brightening” applications. Eyelash black, mascara, blue stain forunder the eyes, at least twelve different shades of nail varnish45, face tissues, bits of cotton wool, dirty powder-puffs.
Bottles of lotions—astringent, tonic46, soothing47, etc.
“Do you mean to say,” he murmured feebly, “that women use all these things?”
Inspector Slack, who always knew everything, kindly48 enlightened him.
“In private life, sir, so to speak, a lady keeps to one or two distinct shades, one for evening, one for day. They knowwhat suits them and they keep to it. But these professional girls, they have to ring a change, so to speak. They doexhibition dances, and one night it’s a tango and the next a crinoline Victorian dance and then a kind of Apache danceand then just ordinary ballroom49, and, of course, the makeup varies a good bit.”
“Good lord!” said the Colonel. “No wonder the people who turn out these creams and messes make a fortune.”
“Easy money, that’s what it is,” said Slack. “Easy money. Got to spend a bit in advertisement, of course.”
Colonel Melchett jerked his mind away from the fascinating and age-long problem of woman’s adornments. Hesaid to Harper, who had just joined them:
“There’s still this dancing fellow. Your pigeon, Superintendent?”
“I suppose so, sir.”
As they went downstairs Harper asked:
“What did you think of Mr. Bartlett’s story, sir?”
“About his car? I think, Harper, that that young man wants watching. It’s a fishy50 story. Supposing that he did takeRuby Keene out in that car last night, after all?”
IV
Superintendent Harper’s manner was slow and pleasant and absolutely noncommittal. These cases where the police oftwo counties had to collaborate51 were always difficult. He liked Colonel Melchett and considered him an able ChiefConstable, but he was nevertheless glad to be tackling the present interview by himself. Never do too much at once,was Superintendent Harper’s rule. Bare routine inquiry52 for the first time. That left the persons you were interviewingrelieved and predisposed them to be more unguarded in the next interview you had with them.
Harper already knew Raymond Starr by sight. A fine-looking specimen53, tall, lithe54, and good-looking, with verywhite teeth in a deeply-bronzed face. He was dark and graceful55. He had a pleasant, friendly manner and was verypopular in the hotel.
“I’m afraid I can’t help you much, Superintendent. I knew Ruby quite well, of course. She’d been here over amonth and we had practised our dances together and all that. But there’s really very little to say. She was quite apleasant and rather stupid girl.”
“It’s her friendships we’re particularly anxious to know about. Her friendships with men.”
“So I suppose. Well, I don’t know anything! She’d got a few young men in tow in the hotel, but nothing special.
You see, she was nearly always monopolized56 by the Jefferson family.”
“Yes, the Jefferson family.” Harper paused meditatively57. He shot a shrewd glance at the young man. “What did youthink of that business, Mr. Starr?”
Raymond Starr said coolly: “What business?”
Harper said: “Did you know that Mr. Jefferson was proposing to adopt Ruby Keene legally?”
This appeared to be news to Starr. He pursed up his lips and whistled. He said:
“The clever little devil! Oh, well, there’s no fool like an old fool.”
“That’s how it strikes you, is it?”
“Well—what else can one say? If the old boy wanted to adopt someone, why didn’t he pick upon a girl of his ownclass?”
“Ruby Keene never mentioned the matter to you?”
“No, she didn’t. I knew she was elated about something, but I didn’t know what it was.”
“And Josie?”
“Oh, I think Josie must have known what was in the wind. Probably she was the one who planned the whole thing.
Josie’s no fool. She’s got a head on her, that girl.”
Harper nodded. It was Josie who had sent for Ruby Keene. Josie, no doubt, who had encouraged the intimacy58. Nowonder she had been upset when Ruby had failed to show up for her dance that night and Conway Jefferson had begunto panic. She was envisaging59 her plans going awry60.
He asked:
“Could Ruby keep a secret, do you think?”
“As well as most. She didn’t talk about her own affairs much.”
“Did she ever say anything—anything at all—about some friend of hers—someone from her former life who wascoming to see her here, or whom she had had difficulty with—you know the sort of thing I mean, no doubt.”
“I know perfectly. Well, as far as I’m aware, there was no one of the kind. Not by anything she ever said.”
“Thank you, Mr. Starr. Now will you just tell me in your own words exactly what happened last night?”
“Certainly. Ruby and I did our ten-thirty dance together—”
“No signs of anything unusual about her then?”
Raymond considered.
“I don’t think so. I didn’t notice what happened afterwards. I had my own partners to look after. I do remembernoticing she wasn’t in the ballroom. At midnight she hadn’t turned up. I was very annoyed and went to Josie about it.
Josie was playing bridge with the Jeffersons. She hadn’t any idea where Ruby was, and I think she got a bit of a jolt61. Inoticed her shoot a quick, anxious glance at Mr. Jefferson. I persuaded the band to play another dance and I went tothe office and got them to ring up to Ruby’s room. There wasn’t any answer. I went back to Josie. She suggested thatRuby was perhaps asleep in her room. Idiotic62 suggestion really, but it was meant for the Jeffersons, of course! Shecame away with me and said we’d go up together.”
“Yes, Mr. Starr. And what did she say when she was alone with you?”
“As far as I can remember, she looked very angry and said: ‘Damned little fool. She can’t do this sort of thing. Itwill ruin all her chances. Who’s she with, do you know?’
“I said that I hadn’t the least idea. The last I’d seen of her was dancing with young Bartlett. Josie said: ‘Shewouldn’t be with him. What can she be up to? She isn’t with that film man, is she?’”
Harper said sharply: “Film man? Who was he?”
Raymond said: “I don’t know his name. He’s never stayed here. Rather an unusual-looking chap—black hair andtheatrical-looking. He has something to do with the film industry, I believe—or so he told Ruby. He came over to dinehere once or twice and danced with Ruby afterwards, but I don’t think she knew him at all well. That’s why I wassurprised when Josie mentioned him. I said I didn’t think he’d been here tonight. Josie said: ‘Well, she must be outwith someone. What on earth am I going to say to the Jeffersons?’ I said what did it matter to the Jeffersons? And Josiesaid it did matter. And she said, too, that she’d never forgive Ruby if she went and messed things up.
“We’d got to Ruby’s room by then. She wasn’t there, of course, but she’d been there, because the dress she hadbeen wearing was lying across a chair. Josie looked in the wardrobe and said she thought she’d put on her old whitedress. Normally she’d have changed into a black velvet63 dress for our Spanish dance. I was pretty angry by this time atthe way Ruby had let me down. Josie did her best to soothe64 me and said she’d dance herself so that old Prestcottshouldn’t get after us all. She went away and changed her dress and we went down and did a tango—exaggerated styleand quite showy but not really too exhausting upon the ankles. Josie was very plucky65 about it—for it hurt her, I couldsee. After that she asked me to help her soothe the Jeffersons down. She said it was important. So, of course, I didwhat I could.”
Superintendent Harper nodded. He said:
“Thank you, Mr. Starr.”
To himself he thought: “It was important, all right! Fifty thousand pounds!”
He watched Raymond Starr as the latter moved gracefully66 away. He went down the steps of the terrace, picking upa bag of tennis balls and a racquet on the way. Mrs. Jefferson, also carrying a racquet, joined him and they wenttowards the tennis courts.
“Excuse me, sir.”
Sergeant14 Higgins, rather breathless, stood at Harper’s side.
The Superintendent, jerked from the train of thought he was following, looked startled.
“Message just come through for you from headquarters, sir. Labourer reported this morning saw glare as of fire.
Half an hour ago they found a burnt-out car in a quarry67. Venn’s Quarry—about two miles from here. Traces of acharred body inside.”
A flush came over Harper’s heavy features. He said:
“What’s come to Glenshire? An epidemic68 of violence? Don’t tell me we’re going to have a Rouse case now!”
He asked: “Could they get the number of the car?”
“No, sir. But we’ll be able to identify it, of course, by the engine number. A Minoan 14, they think it is.”
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