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Phil would not like you to stay at the inn neither should I." Miss Heredith rose as she spoke. "Please do whatever you wish, Mr. Colwyn. I quite understand that you have work to do, and wish to be alone." "Thank you. Then I shall stay." Colwyn sat for a while after she had left him, forming his plans.
At the conclusion of the meal Colwyn sent for the innkeeper, and asked him a number of questions about the district and its inhabitants. The innkeeper intimated that Flegne was a poor place at the best of times, but the war had made it worse, and the poorer folk the villagers who lived in the beach-stone cottages were sometimes hard-pressed to keep body and soul together.
Colwyn admired the young man's pluck he would wish to behave the same way himself in similar circumstances, he felt and he realised that the best service he and Sir Henry Durwood could render their fellow guest was to leave him alone. But Sir Henry was far from regarding the matter in the same light.
"The fact is, Miss Colwyn," said the preceptress at length, "I have heard of you from Miss Polehampton." Janetta was on her feet in a moment. "I know very well what that means," she said, rather defiantly. "Exactly. I see that Miss Polehampton's opinion of you is justifiable.
"I am afraid it is a very late hour for a visit," said the other, brushing the rain drops off his coat as he spoke, "but I should be very glad if you could spare me a little time, late as it is. I have come from the country to see you." Colwyn nodded without speaking. Strange adventures had come to him at stranger hours.
But the darkness of the night was fading fast before the grey dawn of the coming day, and in the marshes below the birds were beginning to stir and call among the reeds. Colwyn waited for the first light of dawn before attempting the descent of the pit.
After the lapse of a few minutes he saw Colwyn returning from the direction of Clerkenwell. "He has got away," he said, as he reached Caldew. His voice was a little breathless, as though with running. "He? Who?" Colwyn drew him into the empty entrance hall before he answered: "Nepcote. He was watching outside. I saw him through the upstairs window.
"In that case, shall we take our coffee into the smoking-room?" suggested Musard with a slight glance at the hovering figure of the butler. "I prefer to remain here, if you do not mind," said Colwyn. Musard shot a puzzled look at him, which the detective met with a clear cold gaze which revealed nothing. There was another silent pause while they waited for the butler to leave the room.
If he likes to bluff us we may find ourselves in an awkward position. Nobody saw him commit the murder." "I realise the truth of what you say because I thought it all over before coming to see you," replied Colwyn. "If Benson denies the truth of the points I have discovered against him, or gives them a different interpretation, it may be difficult to prove them.
It was a tedious task, but Colwyn lightened it with the aid of a bottle of gun oil which he found in one of the presses. Some of the screws yielded immediately to that bland influence, and came out easily.
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