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Ridley knew a good deal. After a bit of preliminary questioning, making things right in the proper legal fashion as to who he was, and so on, the coroner put a plain inquiry to him. "Mr. Ridley, you have had some recent dealings with this man James Gilverthwaite, who has just been mentioned in connection with this inquiry?" he asked. "Some dealings recently yes," answered the clergyman.
Gavin Smeaton's bringing-up. But now as regards the secret. Michael Carstairs was evidently a rolling stone who came up against some queer characters Gilverthwaite was one, Phillips whoever he may have been another. It's very evident, from what I've heard from you, that the three men were associates at one time.
And as for me, I was dumbfounded, for though I had seen well enough that Mr. Gilverthwaite was very ill when I left him, I was certainly a long way from thinking him like to die. Indeed, I was so astonished that all I could do was to stand staring at Maisie in the grey light which was just coming between the midnight and the morning. But the sergeant found his tongue more readily.
It might probably would be a lengthy and a difficult business that, he remarked, seeing that there was so much that was dark about her brother's recent movements; and as the woman was obviously poor, we had best be stirring on her behalf. So down we went, and in my mother's front parlour, the same that Gilverthwaite had taken as his sitting-room, Mr.
And I'll say for him that from first to last he never put anything out, and was always civil and polite, and there was never a Saturday that he did not give the servant-maid a half-crown to buy herself a present. All the same we said it to ourselves afterwards, though not at the time there was an atmosphere of mystery about Mr. Gilverthwaite. He made no acquaintance in the town.
"You want me to do something that nobody's to know about?" I asked. "Precisely!" said he. "Nobody! Not even your mother for even the best of women have tongues." I hesitated a little something warned me that there was more in all this than I saw or understood at the moment. "I'll promise this, Mr. Gilverthwaite," I said presently.
Lindsey and the police had gone away, and she began getting some breakfast ready for me before my going to meet Chisholm at the station, she set on to bewail our misfortune in ever taking Gilverthwaite into the house, and so getting mixed up with such awful things as murder. She should have had references with the man, she said, before taking him in, and so have known who she was dealing with.
And so we come to the beginning of what we'll call the present crisis. That beginning came with the man who turned up in Berwick this spring." "You mean Gilverthwaite?" asked Mr. Lindsey. "Aye but I didn't know him by that name!" assented Mr. Elphinstone, with a sly smile. "I didn't know him by any name. What I know is this.
Gilverthwaite, it was certainly his money that was my chief inducement in going on his business at a time when all decent folk should be in their beds. And for this first part of my journey my thoughts ran on that money, and on what Maisie and I would do with it when it was safely in my pocket.
"Aye; and it's a fortunate thing and shows how one thing leads to another that Gilverthwaite did go to Mr. Ridley!" explained Mr. Lindsey. "It set Mr. Ridley on a track, and he's been following it up, and to cut matters short he's found particulars of the marriage of Michael Carstairs, who was said to have died unmarried. And I wish Portlethorpe hadn't gone home to Newcastle before Mr.
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