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I know one thing when I get that information as I shall we shall be a long way on the road towards establishing Aylmore's innocence." Breton made no remark upon this. He was looking at Spargo with a meditative expression. "Spargo," he said, suddenly, "do you think you'll get that order for the opening of the grave at Market Milcaster?"
There was nobody near them and the girl spoke freely and warmly. "But you will come you will come today and be properly thanked," she said. "You will won't you?" Spargo allowed himself to retain possession of the hand. Also he took a straight look into Jessie Aylmore's eyes. "I don't want thanks," he said. "It was all a lot of luck. And if I come today it will be to see just you!"
So it was you who took that queer-looking stick out of Mr. Aylmore's rooms in Fountain Court, was it?" Mollison appeared to find this direct question soothing to his feelings. He smiled weakly. "It was cert'nly me as took it, sir," he said. "Not that I meant to pinch it not me! And, as you might say, I didn't take it, when all's said and done. It was put on me." "Put on you, was it?" said Spargo.
Out with it, then, man, for Heaven's sake." But Spargo shook his head. "Not now, Breton," he answered. "Presently, I tell you, for Miss Aylmore's sake, and your own, the first thing to do is to get on your guardian's track. We must must, I say! and at once." Breton stood staring at Spargo for a moment as if he could not credit his own senses. Then he suddenly motioned Spargo out of the room.
Here" and Breton scribbled a few words on a card "there's his address and a word from me. I'll tell you when you can always find him in, five nights out of seven at nine o'clock, after he's dined. I'd go with you tonight, but I must go to Aylmore's. The two girls are in terrible trouble." "Give them a message from me," said Spargo as they went out together.
"There must have been something." "There was something," he replied. "The thing stick, bludgeon, whatever you like to call it, some foreign article with which Marbury was struck down was found last night." "Well?" asked Spargo. "It was proved to be Aylmore's property," answered Rathbury. "It was a South American curio that he had in his rooms in Fountain Court."
"There's no necessity to prove motive in murder," he said. "But I'll tell you what, Spargo if the prosecution can show that Aylmore had a motive for getting rid of Marbury, if they could prove that it was to Aylmore's advantage to silence him why, then, I don't think he's a chance." "I see. But so far no motive, no reason for his killing Marbury has been shown." "I know of none."
It signified many things that there were people present who had expected some such dramatic development; that there were others present who had not; that the answer itself was only a prelude to further developments. And Spargo, looking narrowly about him, saw that the answer had aroused different feelings in Aylmore's two daughters.
And I wondered, as there is so much mystery about him, and as he won't give any account of himself, if this man Aylmore was really Chamberlayne. Yes, I wondered that! But Aylmore's a tall, finely-built man, quite six feet in height, and his beard, though it's now getting grizzled, has been very dark, and Chamberlayne, you say, was a medium-sized, fair man, with blue eyes."
"I haven't the least doubt that that stick was stolen or taken away from Aylmore's rooms in Fountain Court, and that it got into the hands of " "Yes, of whom?" "That's what I want to know in some fashion. I've an idea, already. But I can afford to wait for definite information.
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