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But later on he remembered this casual conversation at the gate, and saw the importance of it. What was it which Cayley was going to hide in that pond that night? Antony thought that he knew now. It was Mark's body. From the beginning he had seen this answer coming and had drawn back from it. For, if Mark had been killed, it seemed such a cold-blooded killing. Was Cayley equal to it?
Possibly she had discovered it for herself; possibly Mark had revealed it to her secretly one day, never guessing that she would make so unkind a use of it later on; possibly Cayley, having been let into the joke of the dressing-up, had shown her how she could make her appearance on the bowling-green even more mysterious and supernatural. One way or another, she knew about the secret passage.
"It seems to me, Mr. Gillingham, that you know the house pretty well, considering that this is the first time you've been to it." Antony laughed. "Oh, well, I notice things, you know. I was born noticing. But I'm right, aren't I, about why he went out this way?" "Yes, I think you are." Cayley looked away towards the shrubbery. "Do you want to go noticing in there now?" He nodded at it.
He was in no hurry to get close to Robert's revolver, and yet wanted me to think that he was bursting with eagerness. That would explain it, but then that makes Cayley out a coward. Is he? At any rate he pushed his face up against the window bravely enough. No, I want a better answer than that." He sat there with his unlit pipe in his hand, thinking.
As I hear that Cayley and Miss Wilkinson are to be married shortly, I suppose her guardian's consent to her marriage has been obtained; at any rate, it will be a good thing for her to have a husband to protect her from such a guardian.
Antony produced a pencil and a piece of paper and began to write on his knee, but while he wrote, he talked. He said that he thought Mark had shot his brother in a fit of anger, and that Cayley knew, or anyhow guessed, this and had tried to give his cousin a chance of getting away. "Mind you, I think he's right. I think it's what any of us would do.
"I should think that's rather a useful gift for an amateur detective. You ought to have gone into the profession before." "Well, it is rather useful. It's rather surprising, you know, to a stranger. Let's surprise Cayley with it, shall we?" "How?" "Well, let's ask him " Antony stopped and looked at Bill comically, "let's ask him what he's going to do with the key of the office."
If Cayley had met her on the terrace she would naturally stroll away with him if he asked her to do so. At a safe distance from the house he, and a confederate, perhaps, may have secured her." "But why?" I asked. "He may want a quarter of a million of money and yet have no desire to marry. It is a theory, but unsatisfactory, I admit. One thing, however, we may take as certain.
Bewildered, anticipating, yet dreading to recognise her thoughts, she sat down and waited in a painful stillness. Presently the door opened, and Cayley entered. She started to her feet with a stifled, bitter cry: "Oh, Harry!" He hurried to her with arms outstretched, for she swayed; but she straightway recovered herself, and, leaning against a chair, steadied to his look.
Now then for the dummy figure. He looked at his watch again before getting into bed. Twelve-fifteen. How long to wait before Cayley came up? He turned out the light, and then, standing by the door in his pyjamas, waited for his eyes to become accustomed to the new darkness.... He could only just make out the bed in the corner of the room.
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