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The afternoon passed wearily away; the light began to fail, and at last he had to confess to himself that the waiting, the being always on the alert, the enforced seclusion and detention, the desire for proper food and drink especially the latter was becoming too much for him, and that his nerves were beginning to suffer. Was Joseph Chestermarke never coming?
But neither Gabriel nor Joseph Chestermarke appeared to have any proper appreciation of the dignity of a detective-sergeant of the Criminal Investigation Department, and their eyes had regarded him as if he were something very inferior indeed.
And presently Joseph Chestermarke opened it, looked out, saw Betty, and came into the hall. He offered his visitor no polite greeting, and for once he forgot his accustomed sneering smile. Instead, he gave the housekeeper a swift look which sent her away in haste, and he turned to Betty with an air of annoyance. "Yes?" he asked abruptly. "What do you want?"
Godwin Markham, money-lender, of Conduit Street, is the same person as Gabriel Chestermarke, banker, of Scarnham. That's flat! And now that we've got to know that much, how much nearer am I to finding out the real thing that I'm after?" "Which is exactly what?" asked Easleby. "I was called in," answered Starmidge, "to find out the secret of John Horbury's disappearance.
"Next day, certain of what he had discovered, Hollis came down to see me, and told me all that I have just told you. It did not surprise me as much as you would think. I knew that for a great many years Gabriel Chestermarke had spent practically half his time in London I had always felt sure that he had a finger in some business there, and I naturally concluded that he had some sort of a pied-
"Chestermarke, of course!" he suggested. "Well what!" "I happened to catch sight of him this evening," replied Gandam. "Sheer accident it was but there's no mistaking him. Half-past six I was coming along Piccadilly, and I saw him leaving the Camellia Club. He " "What sort of a club's that, now?" asked Starmidge.
Gabriel Chestermarke. Last night Gabriel Chestermarke travelled up to town from Ecclesborough Mr. Starmidge arranged for him to be shadowed when he arrived at St. Pancras. A man of ours not quite as experienced as he might be, you understand, sir did shadow him and lost him. He lost him here at your theatre, Mr. Castlemayne." "Ah!" said the lessee, half indifferently.
Except one thing which Starmidge was quick to see. Over the mantelpiece, with an almanac on one side of it, and an interest-table on the other, hung a somewhat faded photograph of Gabriel Chestermarke. The younger detective tapped his companion's arm and silently indicated this grim counterfeit of the man in whose doings they were so keenly interested just then. "That's the man!" he whispered.
Chestermarke!" she said, turning to Gabriel. "I remember you. What's all this, Mr. Chestermarke? I come down from London to meet my uncle, and to go on with him to Scotland for a holiday, and I learn that he's disappeared! What is it? What has happened? Why are you all looking so mysterious? Is something wrong? Where is my uncle?"
Joseph Chestermarke had had no idea of catching him but he had caught him all the same. And now that he was safely caught, Neale began to wonder why he had slipped into that place. He had an elementary idea, of course he had wanted to find out if anybody was concealed in that room which the landlord had pointed out. Certainly he had felt no fear about meeting Joseph Chestermarke.
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