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That's all." "All! It's enough. Where, then, in heaven's name?" "Elphick has a queer little place where he and Cardlestone sometimes go fishing right away up in one of the wildest parts of the Yorkshire moors. I expect they've gone there. Nobody knows even their names there they could go and lie quiet there for ages." "Do you know the way to it?" "I do I've been there."
Breton stared at this scene for a moment in utter consternation. Then he made one step towards an inner door, and Spargo followed him. Together they entered an inner room a sleeping apartment. There was no one in it, but there were evidences that Elphick had just as hastily packed a bag as he had destroyed his papers.
In spite of the fact that it was still very little past midsummer there was a cheery fire in the grate, and on a table set near a roomy arm-chair was set such creature comforts as a spirit-case, a syphon, a tumbler, and a novel from which things Spargo argued that Mr. Elphick had been taking his ease since his dinner.
I put it to myself in this way, and my opinion was strengthened as you, Spargo, inserted news in your paper Maitland, finding himself in the vicinity of Cardlestone after leaving Aylmore's rooms that night, turned into our building, perhaps just to see where Cardlestone lived. He met Cardlestone accidentally, or he perhaps met Cardlestone and Elphick together they recognized each other.
I have accused him a score of times and Elphick, too," replied Myerst with emphasis. "Not at first, mind you I never let Chamberlayne know that I ever suspected him for some time. I had my own game to play. But at last not so many days ago I did. I accused them both. That's how I got the whip hand of them.
It seemed to him that so far as she was concerned the secret had come to an end; it was as if she said in so many words that now the secret was out he might do his worst. But upon Mr. Septimus Elphick the effect was very different.
He was glad to pay me a nice sum every quarter to hold my tongue," replied Myerst, "and I was glad to take it and, naturally, I gained a considerable knowledge of him. He had only one friend Mr. Elphick, in there. Now, I'll you about him." "Only if you are going to speak respectfully of him," said Breton sternly. "I've no reason to do otherwise.
Go to the cottage, of course!" "Wait a bit. No need to startle them. By the fact they've got a light, I take it that they're up. Look there!" As he spoke, a figure crossed the window passing between it and the light. "That's not Elphick, nor yet Cardlestone," said Spargo. "They're medium-heighted men. That's a tallish man."
Elphick, the Brodnyx schoolmaster, seated at the tinkling, ancient Collard, Joanna in her pink gown, close fitting to her waist and then abnormally bunchy, with her hair piled high and twisted with a strand of ribbon, with her face flushed, her lips parted and her eyes bright, was a sight from which no man and few women could turn their eyes.
Not a sign of him, sir. Which I never comes here much before half-past eleven, sir, Mr. Elphick being then gone out to his breakfast. I see him yesterday morning, sir, which he was then in his usual state of good health, sir, if any thing's the matter with him now. No, sir, I ain't seen nothing of him." Breton let out another exclamation of impatience. "You'd better leave all this," he said. "Mr.
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