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We haven't gone there about any Chestermarke, you know we aren't going to let it out there that we know what we do know not likely!" "What have we gone there for then?" asked Starmidge. "We've gone to say that Mrs. Helen Lester, of Lowdale Court, near Chesham, has informed us, the police, that she placed a certain sum of money in the hands of her friend, Mr.
"You know that Gabriel Chestermarke went to the stage-door of the Adalbert Theatre the other night. Go there officially and find out if he called there as Gabriel Chestermarke. That'll solve a lot." "We'll both go!" assented Starmidge. "It's a good notion I hadn't thought of it. Whom shall we try to see?" "Top man of all," counselled Easleby. "Lessee, manager, whatever he is.
He turned back to speak to his man and as he turned, Joseph Chestermarke came out of the bank. Joseph gave him an insolent stare, and was about to pass him without recognition. But Polke stopped him. "Mr. Chestermarke, you heard that the housekeeper here has disappeared?" he asked sharply. "Can you tell anything about it?" "What have I to do with Horbury's housekeeper?" retorted Joseph.
"I have the honour of addressing " he began. "You have the honour if you like to put it so of addressing Miss Betty Fosdyke, who is Mr. John Horbury's niece," replied the young lady impatiently. "Mrs. Carswell has told you that already. Besides you saw me, more than once, when I was a little girl. And that's not so very long ago. Now, Mr. Chestermarke, where is my uncle?"
He went over to the outer door when he had eaten his chocolate, and examined that at his leisure. That, in lesser degree, was set into the wall as strongly as the inner one. He saw no means of opening it from the inside: it was evidently secured by a patent mechanical lock of which Joseph Chestermarke presumably carried the one key.
"Nothing of the sort, Mr. Chestermarke!" replied Polke, in a similar whisper, "I shall bring as many of my men here as I please. It's your own fault you should have been reasonable this morning. Now, sir, you'll open any door in this house that's locked." Joseph suddenly paused and handed over the keys he was dangling. "Open them yourself!" he said.
Was it possible, he wondered, that there was anything in the old fellow's suggestion? possible that the missing bank manager was really concealed in that mysterious laboratory, or workshop, or whatever the place was, into which Joseph Chestermarke never allowed any person to enter? And if he was there at all, was it with his consent, or against his will, or what?
I came up here, maybe half an hour ago, to see if we were out of something that's kept here, and I chanced to look out on to Joseph Chestermarke's garden. Mr. Neale! there's a man in that room with the light-coloured blind I saw his shadow on the blind, pass and repass, you understand, twice, while I looked. And it's not Joseph Chestermarke!"
The Ellersdeane constable who had followed Polke suddenly raised a finger and pointed across the heather. "Here's a gentleman coming as might know, Mr. Polke," he said. "Mr. Chestermarke!" Neale and Starmidge turned sharply to see the banker advancing quickly from the adjacent road. A cab, drawn up a little distance off, showed that he had driven out to hear the latest news.
"You said just now would Gabriel Chestermarke be so keen about keeping his secret as to go to any length in keeping it," he answered "Now I say we can solve that by calling at his office. His manager, as Castlemayne told us, is one Stipp Mr. Stipp. I propose to see Mr. Stipp.
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