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He turned over the leaves of the diary which lay on his desk. "By the by," he said, looking up with some interest, "the adjourned inquest is at eleven o'clock tomorrow morning. Are you going?" "I shall certainly go," answered Breton. "What's more, I'm going to take Miss Aylmore and her sister.
You told the court a little time since that you parted with Marbury on the evening preceding his death at the end of Waterloo Bridge at, I think you said, a quarter to twelve." "About that time." "And at that place?" "Yes." "That is all I want to ask you, Mr. Aylmore just now," said the Counsel. He turned to the Coroner.
"What's clear as noontide?" he asked sharply. "What? Why, the whole thing! Motive everything," answered Rathbury. Aylmore goes abroad, makes money, in time comes back, starts new career, gets into Parliament, becomes big man. In time, Maitland, who, after his time, has also gone abroad, also comes back. The two meet.
"Didn't Aylmore say that the real culprit at Cloudhampton was another man his clerk or something of that sort?" "He did," agreed Breton. "He insists on it." "Then this fellow Chamberlayne must have been the man," said Spargo. "He came to Market Milcaster from the north. What'll be done with those papers?" he asked, turning to the officials.
Aylmore," answered Spargo as they walked towards the door, "is the only person I have met so far who has admitted that he knew John Marbury in the past. But he didn't tell me much. Perhaps he'll tell the coroner and his jury more. Now, I'm off Breton I've an appointment."
Aylmore is my prospective father-in-law, you know." "Quite aware of it. Didn't you introduce me to his daughters only yesterday?" "But how did you know they were his daughters?" Spargo laughed as he sat down to his desk. "Instinct intuition," he answered. "However, never mind that, just now. Well I've found something out.
They met accidentally in the lobby of the House on the evening preceding the murder. Marbury told him that he wanted his advice about those rare things, Australian diamonds. He went back with him to his hotel and spent a while with him; then they walked out together as far as Waterloo Bridge, where Aylmore left him and went home. Further, the scrap of grey paper is accounted for.
"Yes although I've gone there a great deal, I never heard Aylmore speak of anything earlier than his Argentine experiences. And yet, he must have been getting on when he went out there." "Thirty-seven or eight, at least," remarked Spargo. "Well, Aylmore's more or less of a public man, and no public man can keep his life hidden nowadays. By the by, how did you get to know the Aylmores?"
I met him, as he told you, in the lobby of the House. I was much surprised to meet him. I had not seen him for I really don't know how many years." He paused and looked at Spargo as if he was wondering what he ought or not to say to a newspaper man. Spargo remained silent, waiting. And presently Mr. Aylmore went on. "I read your account in the Watchman this morning," he said.
"Certainly," replied Breton. "In London." "Um!" mused Spargo. "That's queer, because Maitland had never been in London up to the time of his going to Dartmoor, whatever he may have done when he came out of Dartmoor, and, of course, Aylmore had gone to South America long before that. Look here, Breton," he continued, aloud, "have you access to Aylmore?
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