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Updated: September 14, 2025
"It has been a terrible shock, madam," said Hill. "Has the housekeeper come up, Hill?" "No, madam. She will be up to-morrow with Miss Fewbanks." "Well, is there nobody I can see?" asked Mrs. Holymead. Police-Constable Flack was impressed by the spectacle of a beautiful fashionably-dressed lady in distress. "The inspector in charge of the case is upstairs, madam," he suggested.
Holymead. The sibilant sound of whispering voices died down after a few minutes and then began the long tedious wait for the return of the jury. The occupants of the gallery, who had no difficulty in coming to an immediate decision on the guilt or innocence of the prisoner, could not understand what was keeping the jury away so long. They failed to understand the jury's point of view.
You will save Madame Holymead from being persecuted by these police agents?" "I must ask you a few questions first." The contrast between the detective's quiet English tones and the Frenchwoman's impetuous appeal was accentuated by the methodical way in which Crewe slowly jotted down an entry in his open notebook. Her dark eyes sparkled in an agony of impatience as she watched him.
He pointed to an empty chair beside a man in evening dress, who was holding a conversation with a haughty looking matron. "You tell Mr. Holymead Mr. Kemp wants to see him," he said to the manager. "What name did you say?" asked the manager in a tone which seemed to express astonishment that the lower orders had names. "Mr. Kemp. You tell him Mr. Kemp wants to see him on important business."
He must have taken up the case out of interest in the girl herself, for I'm certain she hadn't the money to brief him. And I did hear afterwards that Holymead undertook to see that she was decently buried." "Why, that explains it!" exclaims Crewe, in the voice of a man who had solved a difficulty. "Explains what?" asked Inspector Chippenfield.
He had a long conversation with Hill and questioned him regarding his movements on the night of the murder. He also asked about the other servants who were at Dellmere, and probed for information about Sir Horace's domestic life and his friends. As he was talking to Hill, Police-Constable Flack came up to them with a card in his hand. Hill looked at the card and exclaimed: "Mr. Holymead?
He had his private opinion as to the result of the angry interview between Holymead and Sir Horace Fewbanks, but he preferred that Holymead should protest his innocence even to him. That made it easier for him to make a stirring appeal to the jury than it would have been if his client had fully confessed to him.
His conduct of the defence, during which he attacked the moral character of your father, was remarkable, coming from him the friend of the dead man. As the action of defending counsel it was perfectly legitimate. It gave rise to some discussion in purely legal circles whether Holymead did right or wrong in violating a long friendship in order to get his man off.
Holymead was that after he had left the ladies and was walking in the direction of the cab-rank he spoke to one of the former occupants of the gallery. This was a man known to the police and his associates as "Kincher." His name was Kemp, and how he had obtained his nick-name was not known. He was a criminal by profession and had undergone several heavy sentences for burglary.
Kemp looked at the prisoner as he gave the answer. "You swear it was the prisoner?" "I do." "Let me recall your evidence in chief, witness. You swore that you identified Mr. Holymead as he went in because he struck a match to look at the time as he passed you, and you saw his face. Did he strike matches as he went out?" "No."
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