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And who is there that would know how easily it could be administered but a medical man?" Mitchington and Jettison exchanged glances. Then Jettison leaned nearer to Bryce. "So your theory is that Ransford got rid of both Braden and Collishaw murdered both of them, in fact?" he suggested. "Do I understand that's what it really comes to in plain words?" "Not quite," replied Bryce.
He confided in me because well, it was I who found Collishaw. Mitchington is in possession of a box of digestive pills which you evidently gave Collishaw." "Bah!" exclaimed Ransford. "The man's a fool! Let him come and talk to me." "He won't do that yet," said Bryce. "But I'm afraid he'll bring all this out at the inquest.
And to begin with, I'll make a bold assertion I know more of this Wrychester Paradise mystery involving the deaths of both Braden and Collishaw, than any man living because, though you don't know it, Mitchington, I've gone right into it. And I'll tell you in confidence why I went into it I want to marry Dr. Ransford's ward, Miss Bewery!"
They recognize each other most likely they turn aside, go up to that gallery as a quiet place, to talk there is an altercation blows somehow or other, probably from accident, Braden is thrown through that open doorway, to his death. And Collishaw saw what happened!" Bryce was watching his listeners, turning alternately from one to the other.
Then he turned to a locked drawer, produced a key, and took something out of the drawer a small object, wrapped in paper. "I'm telling you a good deal, doctor," he said. "But as you know so much already, I'll tell you a bit more. Look at this!" He opened his hand and showed Bryce a small cardboard pill-box, across the face of which a few words were written One after meals Mr. Collishaw.
"When this man's clothing was searched," observed the Coroner, "a box of pills was found, Dr. Ransford, on which your writing appears. Had you been attending him professionally?" "Yes," replied Ransford. "Both Collishaw and his wife. Or, rather, to be exact, I had been in attendance on the wife, for some weeks.
"I've thought of two or three things," answered the detective. "One's this was the fifty pounds paid for information? If so, and Bryce has that information, why doesn't he show his hand more plainly? If he bribed Collishaw with fifty pounds: to tell him who Braden's assailant was, he now knows! so why doesn't he let it out, and have done with it?"
A day or two before his death, Collishaw complained to me of indigestion, following on his meals. I gave him some digestive pills the pills you speak of, no doubt." "These?" asked the Coroner, passing over the box which Mitchington had found. "Precisely!" agreed Ransford. "That, at any rate, is the box, and I suppose those to be the pills." "You made them up yourself?" inquired the Coroner.
The Coroner's court was once more packed; once more there was the same atmosphere of mystery. But the proceedings were of a very different nature to those which had attended the inquest on Braden. The foreman under whose orders Collishaw had been working gave particulars of the dead man's work on the morning of his death.
Therefore the man who paid Collishaw fifty pounds took care to provide himself with gold. Now then how many men are there in a small place like this who are likely to carry fifty pounds in gold in their pockets, or to have it at hand?" "Not many," agreed Mitchington.
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