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Updated: June 22, 2025
I thought as I listened to him of all I had heard about that ancestor of his who had killed a man in cold blood in the old house at the bank and I knew that Joseph Chestermarke would kill me with no more compunction, and no less, than he would show in crushing a beetle that crossed his path. "His cruelty came out in his frankness. He told me plainly that he had me in his power.
Neale. Now what could he be doing on this lonely bit of ground? Where does this track lead?" "It's a short cut from Scarnham Bridge corner to the middle of Ellersdeane village," answered Neale, pointing one way and then the other. "And Gabriel Chestermarke lives in Ellersdeane, doesn't he?" asked Starmidge. "Or close by?"
Joseph Chestermarke had gone away probably for the night.
Does that help us to finding out what's become of my uncle?" "I suppose one thing's sure to lead to another," said Neale. "That seems to be the detective's notion, anyhow. If Starmidge is so certain that Gabriel Chestermarke knew Hollis, he'll work that for all it's worth. It's my opinion whatever that's worth! that Hollis came down here to see the Chestermarkes. Did he see them?
We did not begin talking business as a matter of fact, Hollis began talking about the curious nature of that patch of moorland and about the old lead-mines. And when we were nearly half-way, the affair happened which, I suppose, led to all that has happened since. It gave Joseph Chestermarke an opening.
Batterley suggests, we'll have to examine that bank-house. It's all nonsense allowing the Chestermarkes to have their own way about everything! It's time we examined Horbury's effects." Starmidge turned to Betty. "Did you succeed in getting in there, Miss Fosdyke?" he asked. "No!" replied Betty. "Mr. Joseph Chestermarke absolutely refused me admittance, and his uncle told me to go to a solicitor."
I've only been to the offices in Conduit Street a few times," said Castlemayne. "The chap you see there is a fellow called Stipp Mr. James Stipp. A nice, smooth-tongued, mealy-mouthed chap you know. I say d'ye think you'll be able to fasten anything on to Markham, or Chestermarke, or whatever his name is?"
But, as he was about to step from behind the screen, a sudden step sounded on the gravel outside the outer door, and he shrank back, watching. The door opened was thrown back with some violence and at the same instant Joseph darted from the inner room, livid with anger, to confront Gabriel Chestermarke. That the younger man had not expected to encounter the elder was instantly evident to Neale.
I don't believe you've a security missing! Nobody believes it! The police don't believe it. Lord Ellersdeane doesn't believe it. Why, your own clerk, Mr. Neale, who ought to know, if anybody does, doesn't believe it! You're telling lies, Mr. Joseph Chestermarke there! Lies! I'll denounce you to the whole town I'll expose you!
Joseph Chestermarke proceeded when they went away, the witness said that a short time after they left the house, he, in drawing the curtains of the dining-room window, saw them walking in a side-path of the garden, apparently in close conversation. He saw neither of them after that until Mr. Gabriel Chestermarke returned home, alone, at the time he had mentioned. "'Later.
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