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Updated: June 19, 2025
The news of this second mysterious death flew round Highmarket and the neighbourhood like wild-fire. Brereton heard of it during the afternoon, and having some business in the town in connexion with Harborough's defence, he looked in at the police-station and found the superintendent in an unusually grave and glum mood. "This sort of thing's getting beyond me, Mr. Brereton," he said in a whisper.
Why, he could tell all Highmarket who we are, and " "Aye, aye! but the thing is here," interrupted Mallalieu. "Supposing we do square him? is there any reliance to be placed on him then? It 'ud only be the old game he'd only want more." "He said an annuity," remarked Cotherstone, thoughtfully. "And he added significantly, that he was getting an old man." "How old?" demanded Mallalieu.
You didn't want it to get out that the Mayor and Borough Treasurer of Highmarket, so respected, so much thought of, are a couple of old gaol-birds!" Mallalieu's hot temper, held very well in check until then, flamed up as Stoner spat out the last contemptuous epithet.
Odd, isn't it, that I should come to live down here, right away in the far North of England, and find you in such good circumstances, too! Mr. Mallalieu, Mayor of Highmarket his second term of office! Mr. Cotherstone, Borough Treasurer of Highmarket now in his sixth year of that important post! I say again you've both done uncommonly well uncommonly!"
Instead of going out of the station by the ordinary way, he got over the fence on the down line side, saying to me that he'd take a straight cut across the moor to Highmarket. I saw him going Highmarket way for some distance. And he'd be at Hobwick Quarry by 4.30 at the latest long before darkness." "Just about sunset, as a matter of fact," remarked the superintendent. "The sun sets about 4.18."
The taunts flung at him as he stood on the Town Hall steps, the looks turned in his direction as he walked away with the convivially inclined barrister, the expression on the faces of the men in the big room at the Highmarket Arms all these things had stung him to the quick. He knew, whatever else he might have been, or was, he had proved a faithful servant to the town.
His first instinct was to rush to Highmarket at once and tell everything. However, instead of doing that, he very wisely came to me. Having heard all that he had to tell, I advised him, as it was absolutely certain that no harm could come to Harborough in the end, to let matters rest for the time being, until we had put the finishing touches to his own affair.
You're safe enough until then so long as you do what we tell you. Although all the country is being watched and searched, there's not the ghost of a notion that you're in Highmarket. So remain as content as you can, Mr. Mallalieu, and as soon as we learn what takes place next Tuesday, we'll see about that plan of ours." "Let's be knowing what it is," grumbled Mallalieu.
You've been having high old times in that back-of-beyond town of yours, haven't you? Battles, murders, sudden deaths! who'd ha' thought a slow old hill-country town like Highmarket could have produced so much excitement! What's happened to that chap they collared? I haven't had time to look at the papers this last day or two been too busy." "Committed for trial," answered Stoner.
The sudden change from the warmth of the house to the frost-laden atmosphere of the hillside quickened his mental faculties; he lighted his pipe, and resolved to take a brisk walk along the road which led out of Highmarket and to occupy himself with another review of the situation.
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