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"We're going to get to the bottom of this," Sperry said soothingly. "Be sure that it is not what you think it is, Elinor. There's a simple explanation, and I think I've got it. What about the stick that was taken from my library?" "Will you tell me how you came to have it, doctor?" "Yes. I took it from the lower hall the night the night it happened." "It was Charlie Ellingham's.
Viner, by the time he went to bed, had evolved an idea, and it was still developing and growing stronger when he set out next morning to accompany Mr. Pawle to Lord Ellingham's solicitors.
"There's the man who, you say, was with Ashton not very long before he came to his end, and we find him coming away presumably from Lord Ellingham, certainly from Lord Ellingham's house! What on earth does it mean? And I wonder who the man is?" "What I'd like to know," said Viner, "is who is the other man?
I had not taken Ellingham's stick to Mrs. Dane's house; that was another. I had not done it. I had placed it on the table and had not touched it again. But those were immaterial, compared with one outstanding fact. Any supernatural solution would imply full knowledge by whatever power had controlled the medium. And there was not full knowledge.
And the fire-tongs the fire-tongs the fire-tongs!" "Whose cane is this?" Herbert repeated. "Mr. Ellingham's." This created a profound sensation. "How do you know that?" "He carried it at the seashore. He wrote in the sand with it." "What did he write?" "Ten o'clock." "He wrote 'ten o'clock' in the sand, and the waves came and washed it away?" "Yes."
"Much obliged to you," he said. "Now, at what time are these miscreants to be put in the dock tomorrow? Ten sharp? Then," he declared, with a shrewd glance, "I shall be there and in all my experience I shall never have set eyes on a worse scoundrel than the chief one of 'em! Now, gentlemen, shall we go?" Outside, Mr. Carless took Lord Ellingham's arm.
He saw the direction of Viner's suddenly arrested gaze and looked from him to the two men who had now walked down the steps of the house and were advancing towards them. "What is it?" he asked. "Those fellows are coming away from Lord Ellingham's house. You seem to know them?" "One of them," murmured Viner. "The clean-shaven man. Look at him!"
But I should like to ask you some questions? Did you see the advertisements which were issued, broadcast, at the time of the seventh Earl of Ellingham's death?" "Yes in several English and Colonial papers," answered the claimant. "Why did you not reply to them?" "At that time I still persevered in my intention of never again having anything to do with my old life.
"Now," he went on, turning again to Lucy Summers, "you say he stayed there three or four days. What did he do with himself while he was there?" "He spent a good deal of time about the church, sir," answered the girl, "and he was at Ellingham Park a good deal " "Whose place is that?" interrupted Mr. Pawle. "Lord Ellingham's, sir." "Do you mean that Mr. Ashton called on Lord Ellingham, or what?"
The puzzled expression which Viner had noted in Lord Ellingham's boyish face when they entered the room grew more and more marked as Mr. Pawle proceeded, and he turned on the old lawyer at the end with a stare of amazement. "You really think that!" he exclaimed. "I shall be very much surprised if I'm not right!" declared Mr. Pawle. "But what papers?" asked Lord Ellingham.
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