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Detective Caldew might have ascertained these facts and shortened the police investigations by the simple process of asking Miss Heredith about the brooch in the first instance.
They were all very much at ease, laughing and talking as they drank their tea and threw cake to the peacocks perched on the high terrace walk above their heads. The ladies were the guests of Sir Philip Heredith. Some months before, his only son Philip, then holding a post in the War Office, had fallen in love with the pretty face of a girl employed in one of the departments of Whitehall.
Young Heredith and she must have been thrown together a lot before the war, and there was doubtless a flirtation between them which probably developed into an intrigue. There are all the materials at hand for it a well-born idle young man, a girl educated above her station, a lonely country-house, and plenty of opportunity. I know the type of girl well.
They drove over in their car, and saw Miss Heredith and Sir Philip. They weren't here very long." "Where are Superintendent Merrington and Captain Stanhill?" "In the library. They come in about an hour ago. The big gentleman has to go back to London to-night I heard him say so. A good riddance too. He had all the servants in the library this morning, bullying them dreadfully."
The thing is to question as many as we can get hold of before they go. As some of them knew Mrs. Heredith before her marriage, we may elicit something about her or her antecedents which will throw some light on the motive for the crime." "I do not think Sir Philip will care to have his guests questioned," remarked Captain Stanhill doubtfully.
But a further examination of the inmates of the household failed to furnish any proofs in support of that supposition. Merrington could readily understand Miss Heredith and her brother denying such a suggestion; but the fact that none of the servants had seen anything of the kind was fairly convincing proof that no such relation existed.
"I am looking forward to the visit so much," said the lady to whom Miss Heredith had handed the cup. "It will be so romantic a country dance in a lonely house on a hill. What an adorable cup, dear Miss Heredith! I love Chinese egg-shell porcelain, but this is simply beyond anything! It's "
His examination was long and thorough, but it brought nothing to light which added to his knowledge of the events of the murder. The time went on, and he was still engrossed in his scrutiny when the door opened and Phil entered the room. "Lunch is waiting," said the young man. "My aunt thought that you did not hear the gong, so I came up to tell you." "Miss Heredith was right I did not hear it.
"Did you search the back staircase?" "Almost immediately. It was empty." "And there is no doubt that the door at the bottom was locked?" "None whatever one of the young men tried it." "What time did the butler make his discovery?" "Shortly before dinner. I do not know the exact time." "Thank you. Now, if you will excuse me, I should like to see the room Mrs. Heredith occupied. Is it empty?" "Yes.
Violet tried to get out of it by saying that the pearls were dull and the necklace wanted resetting. On hearing this Miss Heredith had gone out of the room and returned with Mr. Musard, an old family friend who had arrived that day on a short visit. He is a connoisseur in jewels, and Miss Heredith asked his advice about the necklace.
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