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"You have no doubt been informed by your bankers that we were coming, ma'am?" began Starmidge, when he and Easleby had seated themselves near Mrs. Lester. "The manager there was good enough to say he'd telephone you." Mrs.
Gabriel Chestermarke!" he said. "Entered my stage-door eleven-thirty last night? Here! describe him!" Easleby glanced at Starmidge. And Starmidge, as if he were describing a picture, gave a full and accurate account of Mr. Gabriel Chestermarke's appearance from head to foot. The lessee suddenly jumped from his chair, walked over to a door, opened it, and looked into an inner room.
Case of a strange disappearance bank manager isn't it?" "It's more than that, sir," replied Easleby. "It's a case of all sorts of things. Now you're wondering, Mr. Castlemayne, why we come to you? I'll explain. You'll see there, sir, the name blue-pencilled Gabriel Chestermarke. Mr. Gabriel Chestermarke is a banker at Scarnham. You don't happen to know him, Mr. Castlemayne?"
Betty Fosdyke unconsciously clutched at Lord Ellersdeane's arm: Lord Ellersdeane spoke, wonderingly. "Thunder?" he exclaimed. "Strange!" Easleby turned sharply from Starmidge, who, holding by one of the pillars, was staring towards the quarter of the Market-Place, from whence the scream of dire fear had come. "That's no thunder, my lord!" he said. "That's an explosion! and a terrible one, too!
Starmidge has accurately described a certain man who without doubt entered your stage-door about eleven-thirty last night " "And left, with me, by the box-office door, in the front street, a few minutes later," murmured the lessee. "That's how it was." "Just so," agreed Easleby. "Now, Starmidge up to now has only known that man as Mr.
It may help you if you're certain that the man you're wanting is the man who came here last night. Do you want him?" "We may do," replied Easleby. "We don't know yet. Mr. Starmidge here is much disposed to think that we shall. But let's be clear, sir. We're all three agreed that we're talking about the same man?
Lester's age and state of health." "He would, ma'am, he would!" agreed Starmidge. "He'd take particular good care of that, ma'am," added Easleby. "They always do in such cases." "Yes," said Mrs. Lester, "but, you see, when my husband died, he did not leave Guy anything at all! He left everything to me. So Guy had nothing to pay the money-lender with.
For the last twenty-four hours he had let his companion supervise matters, but now, having decided on a certain policy, he took affairs into his own hands. "Now, then," he said, "he's off back to Scarnham. A word or two at the office, Easleby, and I'm after him. And you'll come with me."
The two detectives watched the lessee narrowly as that question was put. And each knew instantly that the prompt reply was a truthful one. "Never heard of him in my life," said Mr. Castlemayne. "Thank you, sir," said Easleby. "Just so! Well, sir, my friend here Detective-Sergeant Starmidge has been down at Scarnham in charge of this case from the first, and he's formed some ideas about this Mr.
"I'll stake my reputation, such as it is, on that!" "You don't know," replied Easleby. "Remember, Mrs. Lester said this son of hers always did business with a manager. That's a usual thing with these big money-lending offices the real man doesn't show. For aught you know, Horbury may have been running a money-lender's office in town, unknown to anybody, under the name of Godwin Markham.
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