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Updated: June 10, 2025


The tumult of my own feelings was such that I was scarcely capable of consistent thought nor had I the moral courage to examine those emotions which stirred so wildly within me. Late on the previous night I had performed the unhappy duty of breaking to her the news of Coverly's dreadful death. I shall never forget that black hour.

Then, shortly after mid-day, came a telegram: "Endeavor induce Sir Eric come to your house eight to-night. Will meet him there. Gatton." Welcoming any ground for action since to remain passive at such a time was torture I called at once at Coverly's chambers. He was out. But I left an urgent written message for him, and in the hope of finding him with Isobel, hurried to her flat.

"We have now received," continued the Inspector, "some particulars concerning the circumstances of Roger Coverly's death in Basle. "The symptoms were apparently not unlike those which would be caused by a snake-bite, for instance; but naturally one does not look for poisonous snakes in Switzerland.

Everything planned with supreme cunning, but the scene at which the hated rival enters the scheme badly overdone." "And you believe Coverly's silence to be due to the fact that he is shielding some one?" "Well, that or shielding himself. What else can it mean? A man suspected of murder doesn't hesitate to establish an alibi unless he is in a desperately tight corner.

I would have sacrificed much to have been afforded means to comfort Isobel; a furious anger towards the man who thus deliberately had brought doubt and unhappiness upon her had taken up permanent quarters in my mind. I counted Coverly's declination to clear himself little better than the attitude of a cad.

Damar Greefe, dated only a short time after the death of Sir Burnham, to Sir Marcus, asking him to visit Friar's Park! The doctor explained that the state of Lady Coverly's health made it impossible for her to entertain, but he assured Sir Marcus that she was anxious to see him and to heal any breach which might exist between them.

Sir Eric Coverly's refusal to answer the questions put to him had necessitated his being watched, as you know. I mean to say, it's sheerly automatic; the Commissioner himself couldn't make an exception. Well, last night he left his chambers and started for Miss Merlin's flat. He came out of a back door and went along a narrow passage, instead of going out at the front.

She was palpably trying to interest me; and conscious that my somewhat frigid attitude was churlish, if she was really what she professed to be namely, a friend of Lady Coverly's I endeavored in turn to display an intelligent interest in the history of the old monastic house. I do not regret that I did so. I think that I have never heard the dry bones of history clothed so fascinatingly.

"And to that of the new baronet Sir Eric," said Gatton significantly. I stared at him straightly. "Do you seriously believe," said I, "that Eric Coverly had anything whatever to do with the death of his cousin?" Gatton stirred uneasily in his chair. "Well," he answered, "ignoring everything else for the moment, who else benefits by Sir Marcus Coverly's death?"

The Boy accordingly mounted the Pulpit, and with a very audible Voice read as follows. Sir Roger de Coverly's Country Seat Yes, for I hate long Speeches Query, if a good Christian may be a Conjurer Childermas-day, Saltseller, House-Dog, Screech-owl, Cricket Mr. Thomas Inkle of London, in the good Ship called The Achilles.

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