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Aylmore has forgotten that it's not such a difficult thing to rake up the past as he seems to think it is. For example, as I was just telling these young ladies, I myself have discovered who Marbury really was." Breton started. "You have? Without doubt?" he exclaimed. "Without reasonable doubt. Marbury was an ex-convict." Spargo watched the effect of this sudden announcement.
'Now we have it! 'Marbury, says the general public, 'was a man who had a hold on Aylmore. He turned up. Aylmore trapped him into the Temple, killed him to preserve his own secret, and robbed him of all he had on him as a blind. Eh?" "You think people will say that?" she exclaimed. "Cock-sure! They're saying it.
The elder one had dropped her face until it was quite hidden; the younger was sitting bolt upright, staring at her father in utter and genuine bewilderment. And for the first time, Aylmore made no response to her. But the course of things was going steadily forward. There was no stopping the Treasury Counsel now; he was going to get at some truth in his own merciless fashion.
Aylmore says that when he left Marbury, Marbury had on him a quantity of those diamonds in a wash-leather bag, a lot of gold, and a breast-pocket full of letters and papers. Now there was nothing on him when he was found dead in Middle Temple Lane." Spargo stopped and lighted a fresh cigarette. "That's all I know," he said. "What do you make of it?"
"Your people haven't found anything out, then?" asked Spargo. "Nothing beyond the irreproachable history of Mr. Aylmore since he returned to this country, a very rich man, some ten years since," answered Rathbury, smiling. "They've no previous dates to go on. What are you going to do next, Spargo?" "Seek out that Miss Baylis," replied Spargo.
But you'll remember what I asked of you get Aylmore to read my story in the Watchman, and beg him to speak out and tell all he knows all!" And when Breton had gone, Spargo again murmured those last words: "All he knows all!"
He went on then to the Watchman office, and as he got out of his taxi-cab at its door, another cab came up and set down Mr. Aylmore's daughters. Jessie Aylmore came forward to meet Spargo with ready confidence; the elder girl hung back diffidently. "May we speak to you?" said Jessie. "We have come on purpose to speak to you. Evelyn didn't want to come, but I made her come."
And Breton was nervously tapping his fingers on the crown of his shining silk hat. "Mr. Aylmore, the Member of Parliament," repeated the Counsel's suave, clear tones. "Oh! And how did you come to recognize Mr. Aylmore, Member of Parliament?" "Well, sir, in this way.
"Are you any nearer is Rathbury any nearer? Is there the slightest clue that will fasten the guilt on anybody else?" Spargo gave no answer to these questions. He remained silent a while, apparently thinking. "Was Rathbury in court?" he suddenly asked. "He was," replied Breton. "He was there with two or three other men who I suppose were detectives, and seemed to be greatly interested in Aylmore."
"I've had a notion," said Breton, diffidently. "Mayn't be worth much, but I've had it, all the same. Some fellow-passenger of Marbury's may have tracked him all day Middle Temple Lane's pretty lonely at night, you know." No one made any comment upon this suggestion, and on Spargo looking at Mr. Aylmore, the Member of Parliament rose and glanced at the door. "Well, that's all I can tell you, Mr.
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