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"Possible!" said Armitstead. "Doesn't it strike you as strange, though," suggested Viner, "that the first news of this diamond comes from Van Hoeren? One would have thought that Ashton would have mentioned it and shown it to Miss Wickham and Mrs. Killenhall. Yet apparently he never did." "Yes, that does seem odd," asserted Mr. Pawle. "But there seems to be no end of oddity in this case.
Killenhall, used to pay his tradesmen every week; these books had been handed to him on the very evening of his death for settlement next morning. "Evidently a most methodical man!" remarked Mr. Pawle. "Which makes it all the more remarkable that so few papers are discoverable. You'd have thought that in his longish life he'd have accumulated a good many documents that he wanted to keep."
"Yes, but I'm a good deal surprised to find you and Miss Wickham in this neighbourhood," answered Viner. "This is a queer place, Mrs. Killenhall. I hope " "Oh, we're all right!" said Mrs. Killenhall, with a reassuring smile. "It is certainly a queer neighbourhood, but Dr. Martincole is an old friend of mine, and we're safe enough under his roof. He'll be here in a few minutes, and then "
Pawle maintained a professional imperturbability; Mrs. Killenhall looked mildly excited on hearing this new theory. But from Miss Wickham, Viner got a flash of intelligent comprehension. "The real thing is this," she said, "none of us know anything about Mr. Ashton, really. He may have had enemies." Pawle rubbed his chin; the action suggested perplexity. "Miss Wickham is quite right," he said.
Killenhall told us of." "If this is the same Ashton," suggested Viner. "We'll soon decide that," answered Mr. Pawle as he touched the bell on his desk. "I purposely awaited your coming before hearing what this young woman had to tell. Now, my dear," he continued as a clerk brought the girl into the room, "take a chair and tell me what your message is, more particularly. You're from Marketstoke eh?
"There is some one here who knew Mr. Ashton, and I should like you to see him. Can you come at once? And have you the address right?" "A moment repeat it, please," replied Viner, pulling out a memorandum book. He noted the address and spoke again: "I'll be there in half an hour, Mrs. Killenhall," he said. "Sooner, if it's possible." "Thank you so much," responded Mrs. Killenhall's steady voice.
The parlour-maid whom he had seen the night before admitted him at once; it seemed to Viner that he was expected. She led him straight to a room in which Mrs. Killenhall and Miss Wickham were in conversation with an elderly man, who looked at Viner with considerable curiosity when his name was mentioned, and who was presently introduced to him as Mr. Ashton's solicitor, Mr.
"We followed Cave," said Perkwite, "because Millwaters had been ordered to do so, and because I considered his conduct mysterious. Then, when we saw what was going on here, your arrival following on that of Miss Wickham and Mrs. Killenhall, we telephoned for Mr. Carless and more help. Carless and Lord Ellingham, and a couple of detectives, are at the front now.
"I think that was all," answered Mrs. Killenhall. "He merely remarked that it was an odd case, and said no more." "What made him mention it?" asked Mr. Pawle. "Oh, we'd been talking about romances of the peerage," replied Mrs. Killenhall. "I had told him of several." "You're well up in the peerage, ma'am?" suggested the old lawyer. "I know my Burke and my Debrett pretty thoroughly," said Mrs.
"Yes," he said at last, turning to his companion, "that's what I was brought here for. Well have you seen this doctor?" "No," answered Miss Wickham. "Not yet." "Know anything about him?" suggested Viner. "Nothing whatever! I have heard of him," said Miss Wickham with a glance of surprise. "I suppose he somehow got into touch with Miss Killenhall." "Queer!" remarked Viner.
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