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Updated: June 27, 2025
There was a deeper silence in court at that moment than at any other period of the long day, and it grew still deeper when the quiet, keen voice put the next question. "You swear on your oath that you saw Mr. Aylmore take his companion into the Temple by the Embankment entrance of Middle Temple Lane on the occasion in question?" "I do! I could swear no other, sir."
I advised him to see some expert I mentioned Streeter's to him. Now, I can tell you how he got hold of Mr. Breton's address." The two young men pricked up their ears. Spargo unconsciously tightened his hold on the pencil with which he was making notes. "He got it from me," continued Mr. Aylmore. "The handwriting on the scrap of paper is mine, hurriedly scrawled. He wanted legal advice.
"I was unaware," remarked Spargo, "that diamonds were ever found in Australia." Mr. Aylmore smiled a little cynically. "Perhaps so," he said. "But diamonds have been found in Australia from time to time, ever since Australia was known to Europeans, and in the opinion of experts, they will eventually be found there in quantity.
Spargo was about to admit that there was a good deal to be said on that point when Miss Aylmore suddenly drew her sister's attention to a man who had just entered the well of the court. "Look, Jessie!" she observed. "There's Mr. Elphick!"
Aylmore stepped boldly forward and into the box. "I object to nothing," he said in clear tones, "except to being asked to reply to questions about matters of the past which have not and cannot have anything to do with this case. Ask me what questions you like, arising out of the evidence of the last two witnesses, and I will answer them so far as I see myself justified in doing so.
With a sudden instinct of protection, Spargo quickly drew the girl aside from the struggling crowd, and within a moment had led her into a quiet by-street. He looked down at her as she stood recovering her breath. "Yes?" he said quietly. Jessie Aylmore looked up at him, smiling faintly. "I want to speak to you," she said. "I must speak to you." "Yes," said Spargo. "But the others? Your sister?
He snatched a paper from a boy as the train moved out and; unfolding it, found a mere announcement in the space reserved for stop-press news: "Mr. Stephen Aylmore, M.P., was arrested at two o'clock this afternoon, on his way to the House of Commons, on a charge of being concerned in the murder of John Marbury in Middle Temple Lane on the night of June 21st last.
Myerst told of Marbury's visit to the Safe Deposit, and further proved that the box which he placed there proved, on official examination, to be empty. Aylmore, a Member of Parliament. All this led up to the appearance of Mr. Aylmore, M.P., in the witness-box. And Spargo knew and felt that it was that appearance for which the crowded court was waiting.
Maitland probably tries to blackmail Aylmore or threatens to let folk know that the flourishing Mr. Aylmore, M.P., is an ex-convict. Result Aylmore lures him to the Temple and quiets him. Pooh! the whole thing's clear as noontide, as I say. As noontide!" Spargo drummed his fingers again. "How?" he asked quietly. "How came Aylmore to be identified?" "My work," said Rathbury proudly.
I thought now, where did Maitland, or Marbury, know or meet Aylmore twenty or twenty-two years ago? Not in London, because we knew Maitland never was in London at any rate, before his trial, and we haven't the least proof that he was in London after. And why won't Aylmore tell? Clearly because it must have been in some undesirable place.
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