The inquest on the body of Alex Pritchard was held on the following day.
Dr. Thomas gave evidence as to the finding of the body.
“Life was not then extinct?” asked the coroner.
“No, deceased was still breathing. There was, however, no hope of re-covery. The—”
Here the doctor became highly technical. The coroner came to the res-cue of the jury:
“In ordinary everyday language, the man’s back was broken?”
“If you like to put it that way,” said Dr. Thomas sadly.
He described how he had gone off to get help, leaving the dying man inBobby’s charge.
“Now as to the cause of this disaster, what is your opinion, Dr. Thomas?”
“I should say that in all probability (failing any evidence as to his stateof mind, that is to say) the deceased stepped inadvertently over the edge ofthe cliff. There was a mist rising from the sea, and at that particular pointthe path turns abruptly1 inland. Owing to the mist the deceased may nothave noticed the danger and walked straight on—in which case two stepswould take him over the edge.”
“There were no signs of violence? Such as might have been admin-istered by a third party?”
“I can only say that all the injuries present are fully2 explained by thebody striking the rocks fifty or sixty feet below.”
“There remains3 the question of suicide?”
“That is, of course, perfectly4 possible. Whether the deceased walkedover the edge or threw himself over is a matter on which I can say noth-ing.”
Robert Jones was called next.
Bobby explained that he had been playing golf with the doctor and hadsliced his ball towards the sea. A mist was rising at the time and it was dif-ficult to see. He thought he heard a cry, and for a moment wondered if hisball could have hit anybody coming along the footpath5. He had decided,however, that it could not possibly have travelled so far.
“Did you find the ball?”
“Yes, it was about a hundred yards short of the footpath.”
He then described how they had driven from the next tee and how hehimself had driven into the chasm6.
Here the coroner stopped him since his evidence would have been a re-petition of the doctor’s. He questioned him closely, however, as to the cryhe had heard or thought he heard.
“It was just a cry.”
“A cry for help?”
“Oh, no. Just a sort of shout, you know. In fact I wasn’t quite sure I heardit.”
“A startled kind of cry?”
“That’s more like it,” said Bobby gratefully. “Sort of noise a fellow mightlet out if a ball hit him unexpectedly.”
“Or if he took a step into nothingness when he thought he was on apath?”
“Yes.”
Then, having explained that the man actually died about five minutesafter the doctor left to get help, Bobby’s ordeal7 came to an end.
The coroner was by now anxious to get on with a perfectly straightfor-ward business.
Mrs. Leo Cayman was called.
Bobby gave a gasp8 of acute disappointment. Where was the face of thephoto that had tumbled from the dead man’s pocket? Photographers,thought Bobby disgustedly, were the worst kind of liars9. The photo obvi-ously must have been taken some years ago, but even then it was hard tobelieve that that charming wide- eyed beauty could have become thisbrazen-looking woman with plucked eyebrows10 and obviously dyed hair.
Time, thought Bobby suddenly, was a very frightening thing. What wouldFrankie, for instance, look like in twenty years’ time? He gave a littleshiver.
Meanwhile, Amelia Cayman, of 17 St. Leonard’s Gardens, Paddington,was giving evidence.
Deceased was her only brother, Alexander Pritchard. She had last seenher brother the day before the tragedy when he had announced his inten-tion of going for a walking tour in Wales. Her brother had recently re-turned from the East.
“Did he seem in a happy and normal state of mind?”
“Oh, quite. Alex was always cheerful.”
“So far as you know, he had nothing on his mind?”
“Oh! I’m sure he hadn’t. He was looking forward to his trip.”
“There have been no money troubles—or other troubles of any kind inhis life recently?”
“Well, really I couldn’t say as to that,” said Mrs. Cayman. “You see, he’donly just come back, and before that I hadn’t seen him for ten years andhe was never one much for writing. But he took me out to theatres andlunches in London and gave me one or two presents, so I don’t think hecould have been short of money, and he was in such good spirits that Idon’t think there could have been anything else.”
“What was your brother’s profession, Mrs. Cayman?”
The lady seemed slightly embarrassed.
“Well, I can’t say I rightly know. Prospecting—that’s what he called it.
He was very seldom in England.”
“You know of no reason which should cause him to take his own life?”
“Oh, no; and I can’t believe that he did such a thing. It must have beenan accident.”
“How do you explain the fact that your brother had no luggage with him—not even a knapsack?”
“He didn’t like carrying a knapsack. He meant to post parcels alternatedays. He posted one the day before he left with his night things and a pairof socks, only he addressed it to Derbyshire instead of Denbighshire, so itonly got here today.”
“Ah! That clears up a somewhat curious point.”
Mrs. Cayman went on to explain how she had been communicated withthrough the photographers whose name was on the photo her brother hadcarried. She had come down with her husband to Marchbolt and had atonce recognized the body as that of her brother.
As she said the last words she sniffed11 audibly and began to cry.
The coroner said a few soothing12 words and dismissed her.
Then he address the jury. Their task was to state how this man came byhis death. Fortunately, the matter appeared to be quite simple. There wasno suggestion that Mr. Pritchard had been worried or depressed13 or in astate of mind where he would be likely to take his own life. On the con-trary, he had been in good health and spirits and had been looking for-ward to his holiday. It was unfortunately the case that when a sea mistwas rising the path along the cliff was a dangerous one and possibly theymight agree with him that it was time something was done about it.
The jury’s verdict was prompt.
“We find that the deceased came to his death by misadventure and wewish to add a rider that in our opinion the Town Council should immedi-ately take steps to put a fence or rail on the sea side of the path where itskirts the chasm.”
The coroner nodded approval.
The inquest was over.

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