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Bryce, seemed to be taking an extraordinary interest in archaeological matters since he left me he was now, said Campany, always examining documents about the old tombs and monuments of the Cathedral and its precincts." "Ah just so!" exclaimed Mitchington. "To be sure! I'm beginning to see!"
Therefore the man who paid Collishaw fifty pounds took care to provide himself with gold. Now then how many men are there in a small place like this who are likely to carry fifty pounds in gold in their pockets, or to have it at hand?" "Not many," agreed Mitchington.
From just now!" "I shall!" assented Mitchington. "I'll have both of 'em shadowed wherever they go or are, day or night. Harker, now, has always been a bit of a mystery, but Bryce hang me if I don't believe he's been having me! Double game! but, never mind. There's no more, doctor?" "Not yet," replied Ransford. "And I don't know the real meaning or value of what I have told you.
That seems to startle you, Mitchington! Well, as you're here, perhaps I'd better startle you a bit more." There was a sudden determination and alertness in Bryce's last words which contrasted strongly, and even strangely, with the almost cynical indifference that had characterized him since his visitors came in, and the two men recognized it and glanced questioningly at each other.
"What sources?" asked Bryce, bending over the bills. "Ah I see. One signed by Phipps & Maynard, the other by Beachcroft. Odd, certainly!" "Odd?" exclaimed Mitchington. "I should think so! But, do you see, doctor? that one five hundred reward is offered for information of any nature relative to the deaths of John Braden and James Collishaw, both or either.
"Yes!" answered Bryce. "He did come. Soon after you'd gone out." "Why did you keep that secret?" demanded Ransford. "You could have told it to the police or to the Coroner or to me. Why didn't you?" Before Bryce could answer, all three heard a sharp click of the front garden gate, and looking round, saw Mitchington coming up the walk. "Here's one of the police, now," said Bryce calmly.
Mitchington laughed a little awkwardly. "Oh, well, come, now, doctor!" he said. "Why, yes frankly, I'm inclined to Jettison's theory in fact, I'm certain that's the truth." "And your theory," inquired Ransford, turning to the detective, "is put it in a few words." "My theory and I'll lay anything it's the correct one! is this," replied Jettison. "Brake came to Wrychester with his secret.
"If you wouldn't mind," said Mitchington, "and as it's close by, drop in at the station again and tell the sergeant to come here with a couple of men. I say!" he went on, when the boy had hurried off, "this is a queer business, Dr. Bryce! What do you think?" "I think this," answered Bryce.
"Do you know who old Harker really is?" he inquired. "No!" answered Mitchington. "I know nothing about him except that he's said to be a retired tradesman, from London, who settled down here some time ago." Bryce suddenly turned on Jettison. "Do you?" he asked. "I, sir!" exclaimed Jettison. "I don't know this gentleman at all!" Bryce laughed with his usual touch of cynical sneering.
"Bryce is a medical man," observed Jettison. "It would be an easy thing for a medical man to get rid of Collishaw as he undoubtedly was got rid of. Do you see my point?" "Aye and I can see that Bryce is a clever hand at throwing dust in anybody's eyes!" muttered Mitchington. "I've had some dealings with him over this affair and I'm beginning to think only now! that he's been having me for the mug!
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