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Batterley suggests, we'll have to examine that bank-house. It's all nonsense allowing the Chestermarkes to have their own way about everything! It's time we examined Horbury's effects." Starmidge turned to Betty. "Did you succeed in getting in there, Miss Fosdyke?" he asked. "No!" replied Betty. "Mr. Joseph Chestermarke absolutely refused me admittance, and his uncle told me to go to a solicitor."
Horbury's disappearance, and of the loss of your lordship's jewels, and he says that an explanation of the whole thing may be got if we search the bank-house." "Thoroughly!" said Batterley, with a warning shake of his big head. "Thoroughly thoroughly, Mr. Polke! No use just walking through the rooms, and seeing what any housemaid would see the thing must be done properly.
"If either Mr. Chestermarke or Mr. Joseph wish to give you any information, they'll give it themselves. But I can say this on my own responsibility if you know of anything anything, however small! that would account for Mr. Horbury's absence, out with it!" "But I don't I know nothing but what I've told," said Mrs. Carswell. "Literally nothing!" "Nobody knows anything," remarked Neale.
A man could be thrown down one of those mines, sir, and it 'ud be a long job finding his body! But all that's very frightening to the lady, and we'll hope nothing of it happened. Still " "It has to be faced," said Betty. "Listen I am Mr. Horbury's niece, and I'm offering a reward for news of him. Will you keep your eyes and ears open while you're in this neighbourhood?"
Horbury's political tendencies were levelling and iconoclastic, and he had a deep contempt for caste, titles, and monarchs. He was too sophisticated as a witness to walk into Mr.
Starmidge nodded his comprehension and mused a while. "Just so!" he said. "You don't want to sit and wait. Well, there is something you might do, Miss Fosdyke, as you're Mr. Horbury's niece. Mr. Polke's been telling me about Mr. Horbury's household arrangements.
"All that's known is that he was found at the bottom of one of the old lead mines. We," he added, nodding at Betty, "were there when he was taken out." Horbury's face clouded. "And I," he said, shaking his head, "was there when but I'll tell you two all about it. I should like to go over it all again before the inquest is resumed. Not that I've forgotten it," he went on, with a shudder.
Whoever was in there was chained! chained like a dog. And following on that metallic sound came a weary moan. "Come on, now!" said Joseph. "None of that! Are you going to sign that paper? Speak, now!" It seemed to Neale an age before an answer came. But it came at last and in Horbury's voice. But what a changed voice! Thin, weak, weary the voice of a man slowly being done to death.
Neale well enough. This lady is Mr. Horbury's niece anxious to find him. That gentleman's a friend of mine you can say aught you like before him. Well, ma'am! you think you can tell me something about this affair? What might it be, now?" Mrs.
"I don't believe that Horbury's done what those two accuse him of," affirmed the Earl. "Not for one moment! I can't account for those missing securities they talk about, but I'll stake my honour that Horbury hasn't got 'em! Nor my wife's jewels either. You heard and saw how astounded that girl was. By the by who is she!" "Mr. Horbury's niece Miss Fosdyke from London," replied Neale.
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