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Lester's knowledge and consent," remarked Easleby, who guessed at the reason of the lady's diffidence. "This is a private matter, so far. All that she can tell us will be for police information only." "I shall have to mention the affairs of some other person," said Mrs. Lester. "But I suppose it's absolutely necessary?
I've had a dozen ideas but they're a bit mixed at present. Have you after what we've found out?" "What sort of banking business is it the Chestermarkes carry on down there at Scarnham?" asked Easleby. "I suppose you'd get a general idea." "Usual thing in a small country town," replied Starmidge. "Highly respectable, county family business, I should say, from what I saw and heard."
Easleby responded jocularly that they certainly wouldn't if they sat there, and after solemnly assuring Mr. Leopold Castlemayne that his confidence would be severely respected, he and Starmidge went away. Once outside they walked for awhile in silence, each reflecting on what he had just heard. "Well," remarked Starmidge at last, "we're certain on one point now, anyway.
He hailed a passing taxi-cab and drove to New Scotland Yard, where he was presently closeted with a high personage in deep and serious consultation, the result of which was that by twelve o'clock, Starmidge and a fellow-officer, one Easleby, in whom he had great confidence, were spinning away towards the beech-clad hills of Buckinghamshire, and discussing the features and probabilities of the queer business which took them there.
"I know one thing!" exclaimed Starmidge determinedly. "We'll confront Gabriel Chestermarke tonight with what we know. That's positive!" "If we can find him," said Easleby. "You don't know! The coming down to Ecclesborough may have been all a blind. You can reach a lot of places from Ecclesborough and you can leave a train at more than one place between Ecclesborough and London."
"According to what the theatre chap said just now," he remarked, "Markham is very rarely to be found in Conduit Street." "Exactly," agreed Easleby. "That's why I want to go there." Starmidge shook his head. "Don't follow!" he said. "Make it clear." Easleby tapped his fellow-detective's arm.
We ought to keep in touch with him from now." "I'm expecting word from Gandam at noon at headquarters," answered Starmidge, who had already told Easleby of the visit of the previous night. "Let's ride down there and hear if any message has come in." But as their taxi-cab turned out of Whitehall into New Scotland Yard they overtook Gandam, hurrying along. Starmidge stopped the cab and jumped out.
Haven't we got a case in point?" "There's a good deal in what's in a name in our case, old man!" retorted Starmidge. "You're off it there!" Easleby was about to combat this reply when a boy appeared, and intimated that Mr. Castlemayne would see the gentlemen at once.
He never mentioned Scarnham to me." Easleby laid a finger on the marked newspaper. "You see some names of Scarnham people there, Mr. Stipp?" he observed. "Those names Horbury Chestermarke. You don't happen to know 'em?" "I don't know them," replied the manager, with obvious sincerity. "Banking people, all of them, aren't they?
Meet you tomorrow morning, then corner of Conduit Street and New Bond Street say at ten-thirty. Now I'm going home." Starmidge, being a bachelor, tenanted a small flat in Westminster, within easy reach of headquarters. He repaired to it immediately on leaving Easleby, intent on spending a couple of hours in ease and comfort before retiring to bed.
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