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The Coroner's court was once more packed; once more there was the same atmosphere of mystery. But the proceedings were of a very different nature to those which had attended the inquest on Braden. The foreman under whose orders Collishaw had been working gave particulars of the dead man's work on the morning of his death.
Alban listened with surprise and with some little doubt, which he thought it wise not to acknowledge. "The report of the inquest alludes to a 'relative' who claimed the body," he said. "Was that 'relative' the person who deceived Miss Emily? And was the person her aunt?" "I must leave you to take your own view," Doctor Allday replied.
I know something, Sir Henry, and perhaps I should have said it before, but it was long after the inquest that I found it out. I've never breathed a word about it yet to mortal man. It's about poor Sir Charles's death." The baronet and I were both upon our feet. "Do you know how he died?" "No, sir, I don't know that." "What then?" "I know why he was at the gate at that hour.
Leonard attempted a responsive smile, but it was a hopeless business. From the moment when at the inquest he found himself entangled in the meshes of circumstance, his mind had braced itself to endure rather than hope, and his present depressed state, both mental and bodily, rendered even that endurance almost beyond his powers. He could only say, 'You have been very good to me.
"She's fresh loaded," he said. "Cheyenne emptied his gun trying to fight off the men who killed Panhandle," said Bartley, stepping forward. "And you're sure they were Sneed's men?" queried the marshal. Cheyenne nodded. "I am obliged to you," said the marshal. "But I'll have to detain you both until after the inquest." Bartley was the chief witness at the inquest.
At the last instant came this terrible catastrophe. "On the night of Sir Charles's death Barrymore the butler, who made the discovery, sent Perkins the groom on horseback to me, and as I was sitting up late I was able to reach Baskerville Hall within an hour of the event. I checked and corroborated all the facts which were mentioned at the inquest.
The barn, rickety, weather-beaten, deserted, and vacant, still remained, of the fashion common to the region, with a loft above, and an open wagonway between the two compartments below, and it was here that the inquest was held.
"In view of all the circumstances I believe we're justified in permitting him to go on his own recognizance. Since Mr. Beard's story will undoubtedly be substantiated by the others, Ward's acquittal is a foregone conclusion. How soon can you hold the inquest?" "I can impanel a coroner's jury to-morrow. But why this hurry?" Britz shot a significant glance at Beard and Miss Burden.
At the inquest, it was found that the man met his death by his own fault, having first attacked a Belloc man and injured him. The Belloc man showed the injury to the jury, and he was acquitted.
"I jotted down the waiter's remarks; but I could not help thinking that this talk about the murdered man's manner and appearance was about as useless as anything could be. "'Paler and thinner than Mr. Dunbar, repeated the detective; 'paler and thinner, eh? This was one thing you noticed; but what was it, now, that you could have said at the inquest if you had been called as a witness?
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