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One of the firemen bent closer, and suddenly glanced up at the superintendent. "It's young Chestermarke, sir," he said. "He must have shaved his beard off. But it's him!" They took out what was to be found of Joseph Chestermarke at that particular spot, and went on to search for the rest of him, and for anything else. And eventually they came across Neale unconscious, but alive.
Neale told the news to both. The journalist dashed into his office for his hat, and made off to Ellersdeane Hollow: Starmidge turned to the police-station with his information. "No one else knows, I suppose?" he remarked, as they went along. "Gabriel Chestermarke knows," answered Neale. "We met him as we were coming off the moor and I told him." "Show any surprise?" asked the detective.
"'At the conclusion of Livesey's evidence, the Coroner announced to the jury that, having had the gist of the witness's testimony communicated to him earlier in the day, he had sent his officer to request Mr. Gabriel Chestermarke's attendance. The officer, however, had returned to say that Mr. Chestermarke was away on business, and that it was not known when he would be back at the bank.
"There's no doubt that Gandam traced your Gabriel Chestermarke to the stage-door of the Adalbert Theatre and lost him there. But, you know, for anything you know, Mr. Gabriel Chestermarke, banker, of Scarnham, may have had legitimate and proper business at that theatre. For aught you know, Mr. Gabriel Chestermarke may be owner of that theatre ground-landlord part-proprietor financier.
"But aren't you going to do anything yourselves, Mr. Chestermarke? You told me, you know, that certain securities of yours were missing." Gabriel glanced at his nephew and Joseph nodded. "Oh, well!" answered Gabriel. "We don't mind telling your lordship and if your lordship pleases, you may tell the police we are doing something. We have, in fact, been doing something from an early hour.
And I saw Chestermarke in a front room the blinds were not drawn and he was in a smoking-cap and jacket, so I reckoned he was safe for the night. But I can watch the house all night if you think it's necessary, you know, Mr. Starmidge." "No!" answered Starmidge. "Not at all. But I'll tell you what you be about there first thing tomorrow morning. Can you hang about without attracting attention?"
I'll stake my reputation as a detective officer that Mr. Gabriel Chestermarke has seen that dead man before. He mayn't know him personally. He may never have spoken to him. But he knew him! He'd seen him!" "Will your conviction of that help at all?" inquired Neale. "It'll help me," replied the detective quickly. "I'm gradually getting some ideas. But I shan't tell Polke nor anybody else of it.
Starmidge wanted to take a look at the house in which Joseph Chestermarke spent his bachelor existence. Since his own arrival in the town, he had been learning all he could about the two Chestermarkes, and he was puzzled about them.
As the Scarnham clocks were striking twelve that morning, Gabriel and Joseph Chestermarke looked up from their desks to see Shirley's eyes, large with excitement, gazing at them from the threshold of their private parlour. "Well?" demanded the senior partner. The clerk moved nearer to his principal's desk. "Mr.
Chestermarke," observed the Earl, "don't you think it's the best thing to do? To tell you the truth, considering that I'm concerned, I was going to do the very same thing myself." Gabriel bowed stiffly. "We could not have prevented your lordship either," he said, with another wave of the white hands which seemed to go so well with the habitual pallor of his face.
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