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If Farrell had become mixed up in such an affair suicide might be the way out. I suggested this to Mr. Delverton, and he did not scout it as altogether a ridiculous idea. These foreign bankers are sometimes very much behind the scenes in European politics." "Do you know whether the invalid brother was at the office that day?" I asked. "He was not. He was quite incapacitated at the time."
Until this August afternoon he was not aware that he had made an actual enemy in all the years that he had spent in Delverton, first as an overworked Northborough curate, and latterly as one of the busiest country vicars in the diocese. But towards five o'clock, as Mr.
Morrison believes you would have asked her to marry you almost directly after Farrell's death had she not very plainly shown you her loathing of such a union. So you planned to be revenged when you threw down the challenge to me, and having failed, you now attempt to be wholesale in your destruction." "I end by cheating you," said Delverton. "Not me, but the hangman.
"Not if I could prove that the solution was correct?" "That might be a different matter, of course." "It would prove your astuteness, Mr. Delverton," said Quarles. "Mine would be only the spade work which any one can do when he has been told how.
"Sufficiently to bring the criminal to book?" "If not, I could hardly claim success, could I?" "You might claim it," laughed Delverton, "but I should not be satisfied. Possibly I have my own opinion, but I trust nothing I have said has influenced you and led you to a wrong conclusion. I do not want you to get me into trouble by saying that I suggested who the criminal was."
From this there is a side door which gives on to a short passage leading into Austin Friars. The partners used this side door constantly, each of them having a key to the Yale lock, and we know from Mr. Delverton that Farrell went out by the side door that afternoon. Presumably he returned by it.
But we are denying that it was suicide, so we are forced to the conclusion that some one was present with Farrell in the office, and also that the somebody ought to have allowed traces of the poison to remain in the glass. That innocent tumbler is a fact we must not lose sight of. You see, Mr. Delverton, I am not working along quite the same line as the original investigation took."
Quarles," said Delverton, putting down his emptied glass. "Not this vintage. It is too strong for me, and also for my friend Wigan." "Your judgment of a vintage leaves something to be desired. That glass of port has made me curious to hear the other alternative." "I think it was you who had been playing with the firm's money, and your nephew found you out," said Quarles very deliberately.
Shortly afterwards he became a partner in the firm." "He had no reason at the time to suppose he would be a partner," said Delverton. "And would not have become one but for Farrell's death, I take it?" "He might. It is really impossible to say. Left alone, I took in Kellner because he was the most competent man I knew. I may add that I have not regretted it."
I will warn your butler that the port is poisoned, and tell him to telephone for the doctor." "You can go to the devil," said Delverton. He died that night, and the following day the Delverton mystery filled columns of the papers. It was a dull season, and the press made the most of it.
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