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I put it to myself in this way, and my opinion was strengthened as you, Spargo, inserted news in your paper Maitland, finding himself in the vicinity of Cardlestone after leaving Aylmore's rooms that night, turned into our building, perhaps just to see where Cardlestone lived. He met Cardlestone accidentally, or he perhaps met Cardlestone and Elphick together they recognized each other.
An open door leading into an inner room showed that Cardlestone, like Elphick, had hastily packed a bag; like Elphick had changed his clothes, and had thrown his discarded garments anywhere, into any corner. Spargo began to realize what had taken place Elphick, having made his own preparations for flight, had come to Cardlestone, and had expedited him, and they had fled together. But why?
"So, I suppose, are you, Cardlestone? Has anything more been discovered, young man?" Spargo tried a chance shot at what he did not know. "The man's name was Marbury," he said. "He was from Australia." He was keeping a keen eye on Mr. Elphick, but he failed to see that Mr. Elphick showed any of the surprise which Mr. Cardlestone had exhibited. Rather, he seemed indifferent. "Oh?" he said "Marbury?
"Very well," replied Spargo. "Mr. Elphick, then, is in some way connected with this affair." "You mean the murder?" "I mean the murder. So is Cardlestone. Of that I'm now dead certain. And that's why they're off. I startled Elphick last night. It's evident that he immediately communicated with Cardlestone, and that they made a rapid exit. Why?" "Why? That's what I'm asking you! Why? Why? Why?"
And that's why I'm telling you the truth to amuse myself during this period of waiting. The plain truth, my sons!" "In pursuance of which," observed Breton, drily, "I think you mentioned that you were the first person to find my father lying dead?" "I was. That is as far as I can gather. I'll tell you all about it. As I said, I live over Cardlestone.
Go to the cottage, of course!" "Wait a bit. No need to startle them. By the fact they've got a light, I take it that they're up. Look there!" As he spoke, a figure crossed the window passing between it and the light. "That's not Elphick, nor yet Cardlestone," said Spargo. "They're medium-heighted men. That's a tallish man."
"Guardian," he said, "why don't you tell what you know? Don't be afraid of that fellow there he's safe enough. Tell Spargo and me what you know of the matter. Remember, nothing can hurt Cardlestone, or Chamberlayne, or whoever he is or was, now." Elphick sat for a moment shaking his head.
Knowing all I did, I firmly believed that Marbury, or, rather, Maitland, had been murdered by either Cardlestone or Elphick.
"Come on!" he said. "I know who'll know where he is, if anybody does." "Who, then?" asked Spargo, as they hurried out. "Cardlestone," answered Breton, grimly. "Cardlestone!" There was as much bright sunshine that morning in Middle Temple Lane as ever manages to get into it, and some of it was shining in the entry into which Spargo and Breton presently hurried.
"One thing at once," he continued, as they walked up Middle Temple Lane. "This is the first thing. You ask the porter if he's seen anything of either of them he knows you." The porter, duly interrogated, responded with alacrity. "Anything of Mr. Elphick this morning, Mr. Breton?" he answered. "Certainly, sir. I got a taxi for Mr. Elphick and Mr. Cardlestone early this morning soon after seven. Mr.
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