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"Are they particularly so?" "To people who don't know them, yes," she replied. "They ought to be protected, but then, of course, we don't get many tourists here, and the Scarhaven people know the danger spots well enough. Then again at the end of the south promontory there, beyond the Keep " "Is the Keep that high square tower amongst the woods?" asked Copplestone.
"Well," continued Gilling, "it was at any rate so dark that Swallow's driver, who appears to have been a very nervous chap, made very poor progress. Also he took one or two wrong turnings. Finally he ran his car into a guide post which stood where two roads forked and there Swallow was landed, scarcely halfway to Scarhaven.
The next one, Marcus, went out to America and settled there he was the father of this present Squire, Mr. Marston Greyle. Then there was the third son, Valentine he went to live in London. And years after he came back here, very poor, and settled down in a little house near Scarhaven Church with his wife and daughter that was the daughter you met this afternoon, Miss Audrey.
It seems impossible, going on what you tell us from the evidence you've collected, that he could ever have approached that Devil's Spout place unseen; it also seems impossible that he could have had a fatal fall over the cliffs, since his body has not been found. No we think something befell him in the neighbourhood of Scarhaven Keep. But what? Foul play? Possibly! If it was why?
The constable told me, and of course yon there man, Ewbank, he'll have told it all round since he had that bit of talk with you and your friend. He'll have been in to every public there is in Scarhaven, repeating of it. And a very, very serious complexion, of course, could be put on them words, sir." "How?" asked Copplestone. "Put it to yourself, sir," replied Chatfield.
If you was to go out o' Scarhaven harbour and turn north, you'd sail along our coast line up here to the mouth of Norcaster Bay and you'd think there was never an inlet between 'em. But there is.
He'd had his bit of light on all that time, but he doused it then, and after that he led the old pony away across the bit of moor to the road, and presently in he gets and drives slowly away towards Scarhaven. And so there was I, d'ye see, Mr. Copplestone, left, as it were, sold guardian of what?"
Peter Chatfield! they both knew that they were entering on a new stage of their quest; that the fact that Chatfield had travelled to Falmouth to meet the new owner of Scarhaven meant much possibly meant everything. "Oh!" said Gilling, as steadily as possible. "That gentleman came to meet the other, did he? Just so. Now what sort of man was he?"
Bassett Oliver, whom he knew well enough, having seen him on and off the stage regularly for the past five years, had come there the previous morning, and had taken a first-class single ticket for Scarhaven. He would travel to Scarhaven by the 11.35 train, which arrived at Scarhaven at 12.10. Where was Scarhaven?
"Precisely! the proper thing to do," she said. "There must have been foul play must!" "Mother!" exclaimed Audrey, half doubtfully. "Do you really think that?" "I don't think anything else," replied Mrs. Greyle. "I certainly don't believe that Bassett Oliver would put himself into any position of danger which would result in his breaking his neck. Bassett Oliver never left Scarhaven Wood!"
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