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"It's always open," answered Varner. "Least-ways, it's been open, like that, all this spring, to my knowledge." "What is there behind it?" inquired Mitchington. "Sort of gallery, that runs all round the nave," replied Varner. "Clerestory gallery that's what it is. People can go up there and walk around lots of 'em do tourists, you know.
By breakfast time next morning the man from New Scotland Yard had accomplished a series of meditations on the confidences made to him and Mitchington the night before and had determined on at least one course of action.
"Part of his game if that theory's right," murmured Mitchington. "It mayn't be right," said Jettison. "But it's one. And there's another supposing he paid Collishaw that money on behalf of somebody else? I've thought this business out right and left, top-side and bottom-side, and hang me if I don't feel certain there is somebody else!
Cold tea! and, as far as he could judge, nothing else. He put the tip of his little finger into the weak-looking stuff, and tasted it tasted of nothing but a super-abundance of sugar. He stood there, watching the dead man until the sound of footsteps behind him gave warning of the return of Dick Bewery, who, in another minute, hurried through the bushes, followed by Mitchington.
"That man knows more than he's told, even now!" "Why hasn't he spoken sooner, then?" demanded Mitchington. "He's had two good chances at the inquests." "From what I saw of him, just now," said Jettison, "I should say he's the sort of man who can keep his own counsel till he considers the right time has come for speaking.
He went white to the lips and his hand fell trembling from the latch as Mitchington strode in and the rest crowded behind. "Now then, Fladgate!" said Mitchington, going straight to the point and watching his man narrowly, while the detective approached him closely on the other side. "I want you and a word with you at once. Your real name is Flood! What have you to say to that?
His lamp was burning when Mitchington and Jettison came in view of his windows but that night Bryce was doing no thinking about statecraft: his mind was fixed on his own affairs. He had lighted his fire on going home and for an hour had sat with his legs stretched out on the fender, carefully weighing things up.
"Think not?" said Mitchington, evidently surprised. "Now, that was my first impression. If it wasn't hush-money " "It wasn't hush-money, for this reason," interrupted Jettison. "We know that whatever else he knew, Bryce didn't know of the accident to Braden until Varner fetched him to Braden. That's established on what you've put before me.
"I hear there's been an accident to that gentleman I came in with last night?" he said. "Is it anything serious? Your ostler says " "These gentlemen have just come about it, sir," answered the landlady. She glanced at Mitchington. "Perhaps you'll tell " she began. "Was he a friend of yours, sir?" asked Mitchington. "A personal friend?"
Seems to have sprung from some of those old dowagers in the Close." "Of course!" said Bryce. He was mixing a whisky-and-soda for his caller, and his laugh mingled with the splash of the siphon. "Of course! I've heard it." "You've heard?" remarked Mitchington. "Um! Good health, sir! heard, of course, that " "That Braden called on Dr.
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