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A second later, both men laid down their great knives and forks, left their counter, and beckoned the Inspector to follow them into a room at the rear of the shop. And the Inspector in his turn, beckoned Ayscough with a mere glance, and Ayscough in his, made an inviting movement to the rest of the party. "Come on!" said Purdie. "Let's hear what's happening."
"There's a strange affair occurred during the night, Mr. Purdie," said Ayscough, when they were alone. "And it's my opinion it's connected with this Multenius affair." "What is it?" asked Purdie. "This," replied Ayscough. "A Praed Street tradesman in a small way was picked up, dying, in a quiet street off Maida Vale, at twelve o'clock last night, and he died soon afterwards.
Ayscough followed him up to his room once inside, and the door shut, Lauriston tore open the letter from the magazine, and extracted a printed form and a cheque for twenty guineas. He took one look at them and thrust them into the detective's hands. "There!" he said, with a sigh of mingled relief and triumph. "There's a proof of the truth of one statement I made to you!
Now, supposing Levendale and Purvis were interested financially in that property, and set their wits to work to recover it, and in their efforts got into the hands of shall we suppose a gang? and got trapped? Or," concluded Mr. Killick with great emphasis and meaning, "for anything we know murdered? What about that theory?" "Possible!" muttered Ayscough. "Quite possible!"
Ayscough me and my cousin Zillah," replied Melky. "Never heard of 'em! Never knew they were there! Never knew the old man had furnished house to let in Maida Vale! He was close, the old man was, about some things. That was one of 'em. However, Mr. Penniket, he knew of this but only recently. He says they're all right medical students at one of the hospitals yes, University College.
You can speak before this gentleman it's all right." "About this affair of last night Parslett, you know," said Goodyer, drawing the detective aside, and lowering his voice, so that passers-by might not hear. "There's something I can tell you I've heard all about the matter from Parslett's wife. But I've not told her what I can tell you, Mr. Ayscough." "And what's that?" enquired the detective.
He was evidently a man of position and of character; a quiet-mannered, self-possessed man of business, not given to wasting words. He glanced at the card which Ayscough had sent in, and turned to him with one word. "Well?" Ayscough went straight to the point. "I called, Mr. Levendale, about that advertisement of yours which appears in all this morning's newspapers," he said.
"Might as well tell me to watch a stone image their faces is like wood!" "Try it!" said Ayscough. "Flicker of an eyelid twist of the lip anything! Here's the girl back again."
"I'd forty pounds, in my letters, less than an hour afterwards. Ayscough knows that!" Mr. Parminter paid no attention to this remark. He had been whispering to the police inspector, and now he turned to the Coroner. "I should like this witness to stand down for a few minutes, sir," he said. "I wish to have Miss Wildrose recalled." The Coroner gently motioned Zillah to go back to the witness-box.
I'm the late Daniel Multenius's nearest male relative, and I say that clue's a deal more important nor what we've been hearing all the morning. What about that book, now, Mr. Ayscough? Come on! what about it! and its owner?" "What is this?" demanded the Coroner. "If there is anything " "Anything, sir!" exclaimed Melky.
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