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It was odd that she should come down had I better not ride up the town and see her? But I reflected that if she had any news which was highly improbable she would give it to the police; and so anxious was I to test what Scott had hinted at, that I swung on to my machine without further delay or reflection and went off towards Hathercleugh.
Of course, you'll not know, for I think you didn't come to Berwick yourself until after I'd left the neighbourhood but I was connected with the Hathercleugh estate from the time I was a lad until fifteen years ago, when I gave up the steward's job and went to live on a bit of property of my own, near Alnwick.
Then, with a brief good night, he left me and went into the house, and I got outside Hathercleugh and rode home in a whirl of thoughts.
By that time I had told him of the secret about the meeting at the cross-roads, and about my interview with Crone at his shop, and Sir Gilbert Carstairs at Hathercleugh, when he offered me the stewardship; and I was greatly relieved when Mr. Lindsey let me down lightly and said no more than that if I'd told him these things, at first, there might have been a great difference.
"You remember," she went on, "that my first meeting with this man, when he came to claim the title and estates, was at your office in Newcastle, a few days after he first presented himself to you. He said then that he had not yet been down to Hathercleugh; but I have since found out that he had or, rather, that he had been in the neighbourhood, incognito. That's a suspicious circumstance, Mr.
Although I was only seven or eight when my brother Gilbert left home, I was then a very sharp child, and I remember that he knew every mile of the country round Hathercleugh. But this man doesn't." Mr. Portlethorpe muttered something about it being very possible for a man to forget a tremendous lot in thirty years, but Mrs. Ralston and Mr.
"Aye?" he remarked quietly. "So her ladyship's disappeared, too, has she? And when did you get to hear that, now?" "Half an hour ago," replied Murray. "The butler at Hathercleugh House has just been in driven over in a hurry to tell us. What do you make of it at all?" "Before I answer that, I want to know what's been happening here while I've been away," replied Mr. Lindsey.
"I do!" answered Mr. Lindsey. "Holmshaw and Portlethorpe of Newcastle. Here," he went on, passing a telegram form to me. "Write out this message: 'Sir Gilbert and Lady Carstairs are both missing from Hathercleugh under strange circumstances please send some authorized person here at once. Sign that with my name, Hugh and take it to the post-office, and come back here." When I got back, Mr.
Now remember, when Gilbert Carstairs introduced me to this man, Gilbert did not mention any connection of mine with Hathercleugh he merely spoke of me as an old friend; so Meekin, when he came into these parts, would have no idea of finding me here. But I saw he was afraid badly afraid because of his recognition and doubt about me. And the next question was what was I to do?
That's one thing I have against him whatever you say, it was very suspicious conduct; and he lied about it, in saying he had not been here, when he certainly had been here! But that's far from all. The real Gilbert Carstairs, Mr. Lindsey, as Mr. Portlethorpe knows, lived at Hathercleugh House until he was twenty-two years old.
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