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There was a bit of talk between 'em Chestermarke seemed to be telling the waiter that he was expecting somebody, and he'd wait a bit before giving an order. So I sat down in another corner and as I judged it was going to be a longish job, I ordered a bit of dinner. Of course I kept an eye on him quietly. He read a newspaper, smoked a cigarette, and sipped his sherry.
It was a look which began with a swift speculation and ended in something very like distaste. But Joseph Chestermarke met it with his usual quiet smile. "It would make such a lot of difference if we knew!" he murmured. "As it is things are unpleasant." Miss Fosdyke finished her reflection and turned away. "I remember you now," she said calmly. "You're Joseph Chestermarke. Now I will sit down.
It was scarcely likely that Joseph Chestermarke would eat unbuttered bread during his experiments and labours why, then, was the loaf there? Could it be that this bread was that the slice which had just been cut was the ration given to somebody behind that door? This idea filled Neale with the first spice of fear which he had felt since entering the laboratory.
He may have a mortgage on it. All sorts of reasons occur to me as to why Mr. Gabriel Chestermarke may have called. He might be a personal friend of the manager's, or the principal actor's called to take 'em out to supper, d'ye see, on his arrival in town. So whoever we see there, you want to go guardedly, eh?" "I'll tell you what," said Starmidge, "I'll leave it to you.
"My lad!" said Easleby, when he and Starmidge were out in the street again, "that chap has no more conception that his master is Gabriel Chestermarke than we had twenty-four hours since that Gabriel Chestermarke and Godwin Markham are one and the same man. He's a clever chap, this Gabriel and now you can see how important it's been for him to keep his secret. What's next to be done?
If my uncle had wanted a few thousands or tens of thousands to play ducks and drakes with, he'd only to ring me up on the telephone, and he'd have had whatever he asked for in a few hours. That's not boasting, Mr. Chestermarke that's just plain truth. My uncle a thief! Mr. Chestermarke! there's only one word for your suggestion. Don't think me rude if I tell you what it is. It's bosh!"
Knowing that an old schoolmate of his was manager at Chestermarke's Bank in Scarnham, he called in to see me. He and I lunched together at the Scarnham Arms. I showed him round the town a bit, after bank hours. And as we were standing in the upper-room window of the Arms, Gabriel Chestermarke came out of the bank and stood talking to some person in the Market-Place for awhile.
"I don't want to precipitate matters," he said at last. "I don't want an anti-climax. Suppose we found Markham or Chestermarke there? Or supposing he came in?" "Excellent! in either case," replied Easleby. "Serve our purpose equally well. If he's there, you betray the greatest surprise at seeing him you can act up to that. If he should come in, you're equally surprised see!
But he got one, at last, at the very end of the train, and he had only just settled himself in it when he saw Gabriel Chestermarke hurry past. Starmidge put his head out of the window and watched Gabriel entered a first-class compartment in the next coach. "First stop Nottingham!" mused the detective.
Starmidge regained the path between the wall and the river and went slowly forward. The place, he decided, was evidently some sort of a workshop, in which was a forge: probably Joseph Chestermarke amused himself with a little amateur work in metals. He thought no more of the matter just then; he wanted to explore the river-bank along which he now walked.
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