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Gabriel halted and turned, looking at his late clerk with absolute impassiveness. He made no remark, and stood like a statue, waiting for Neale to speak. "You may like to know," said Neale, coming up to him, "we have just found the body of a man on the moor Ellersdeane Hollow." Gabriel showed no surprise. No light came into his eyes, no colour to his cheek.
"'An important witness gave evidence this afternoon at the adjourned inquest held at Scarnham on the body of Mr. Frederick Hollis, solicitor, of London, who was recently found lying dead at the bottom of one of the old lead-mines in Ellersdeane Hollow. It will be remembered that the circumstances of this discovery already familiar to our readers allied with the mysterious disappearance of Mr.
"'Livesey's evidence, in brief, was as follows: At nine o'clock last Saturday evening, he was walking home from Scarnham to Ellersdeane by a track which crosses the Hollow, and cuts into the high road between the town and the village at a point near the Warren, an isolated house which is the private residence of Mr. Gabriel Chestermarke, banker, of Scarnham. As he reached this point, he saw Mr.
I don't believe you've a security missing! Nobody believes it! The police don't believe it. Lord Ellersdeane doesn't believe it. Why, your own clerk, Mr. Neale, who ought to know, if anybody does, doesn't believe it! You're telling lies, Mr. Joseph Chestermarke there! Lies! I'll denounce you to the whole town I'll expose you!
Presently an exclamation from her brought the others hurriedly to her side. She pointed between two slabs of stone. "There!" she whispered. "A man's face!" Starmidge turned to Lord Ellersdeane. "Get her away aside anywhere for a minute!" he muttered. "Let's see what condition he's in, anyway. The other was blown to pieces." Lord Ellersdeane took a firm grip of Betty's arm and turned her round.
He was evidently about to be off; in fact, the luggage was all ready, and so was a cab which he'd ordered, and in which he was presumably going to Ellersdeane." "And another thing," said Horbury, turning from one to the other, "I heard this morning that you'd left the Bank, Neale. What are you going to do? What has happened?"
"Yes?" asked the Earl. "What, now! It shall be done." "Let some of your men take a look round your neighbourhood," answered the superintendent. "Gamekeepers, now they're the fellows! Just now we're having some grand moonlight nights. If your men would look about the country between here and Ellersdeane, now?
Neale told the news to both. The journalist dashed into his office for his hat, and made off to Ellersdeane Hollow: Starmidge turned to the police-station with his information. "No one else knows, I suppose?" he remarked, as they went along. "Gabriel Chestermarke knows," answered Neale. "We met him as we were coming off the moor and I told him." "Show any surprise?" asked the detective.
Seen at close quarters Ellersdeane Tower was a place of much greater size and proportion than it had appeared from the edge of the wood, and the path to its base was steep and rocky. And here the loneliness in which she and Neale had so far walked came to an end on the edge of the promontory, outlined against the moonlit sky, two men stood, talking in low tones.
"Come up to my sitting-room and let us talk," said Betty. She led the way upstairs and closed her door on herself and her visitor. "No news of my uncle," she continued, turning to the Earl. "Have you any?" The Earl shook his head disappointedly. "No!" he replied. "I wish I had! I myself and a lot of my men have been searching all round Ellersdeane practically all night.
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