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In fact, he was so trusted that he was, to all intents and purposes, the Market Milcaster Banking Company; in other words he was allowed full control over everything, and given full licence to do what he liked. But he had to speak of the loss of the serious defalcations which Maitland had committed. The prisoner had wisely pleaded guilty to the first count of the indictment.
I suppose I can find the register of his birth at Market Milcaster, and you, of course, will tell me where he died. By the by, when did he die, Miss Baylis?" But Miss Baylis was going on again to the house. "I shall tell you nothing more," she said angrily. "I've told you too much already, and I believe all you're here for is to get some news for your paper.
"Do you know what a certain lot of people in Market Milcaster say to this day, Miss Baylis? they say that you were in at the game with Maitland; that you had a lot of the money placed in your charge; that when Maitland went to prison, you took the child away, first to Brighton, then abroad disappeared with him and that you made a home ready for Maitland when he came out.
"It's one of the original silver stand tickets of the old racecourse at Market Milcaster," answered Crowfoot. "That's what it is. One of the old original silver stand tickets. There are the arms of Market Milcaster, you see, nearly worn away by much rubbing. There, on the obverse, is the figure of a running horse. Oh, yes, that's what it is! Bless me! most interesting."
"Which the story, as that young man called it, is not so long as a monkey's tail nor so short as a Manx cat's, gentlemen," said Mrs. Gutch; "but full of meat as an egg. Now, you see, when that Maitland affair at Market Milcaster came off, I was housekeeper to Miss Jane Baylis at Brighton.
I've sat here and listened to them till I believe I could write a history of Market Milcaster since the year One." "I can conceive of that as a pleasant and profitable occupation," said Spargo. He chatted a while longer in a fashion calculated to cheer the barmaid's spirits, after which he went out and strolled around the town until seven o'clock, the "Dragon's" hour for dinner.
The first bundle of papers opened evidently related to transactions at Market Milcaster: Spargo caught glimpses of names that were familiar to him, Mr. Quarterpage's amongst them. He was not at all astonished to see these things.
I know one thing when I get that information as I shall we shall be a long way on the road towards establishing Aylmore's innocence." Breton made no remark upon this. He was looking at Spargo with a meditative expression. "Spargo," he said, suddenly, "do you think you'll get that order for the opening of the grave at Market Milcaster?"
It was matter of common knowledge that Chamberlayne had induced numerous persons in Market Milcaster to enter into financial transactions with him; it was matter of common repute that those transactions had not always turned out well for Chamberlayne's clients. Unhappily for himself, Maitland had great faith in Chamberlayne.
"But you can, if you please, take her a message from me. Will you kindly give her my card, and tell her that I wish to ask her a question about John Maitland of Market Milcaster, and that I should be much obliged if she would give me a few minutes." "Perhaps you will sit down," said the landlady.
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