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Design, sir, design. All part of the scheme!" The elderly clerk's listeners looked at each other. "I'll tell you what it is!" exclaimed Mr. Pawle with sudden emphasis. "The more we see and hear of this affair, the more I'm convinced that it is, as Portlethwaite says, a conspiracy.
You haven't followed his profession, I gather?" "I'm afraid I haven't any profession, Mr. Pawle," answered Viner. "I'm a student and a bit, a very little bit, of a writer." "Aye, well, your father was a bit in that way too," remarked Mr. Pawle. "I remember that he was a great collector of books you have his library, no doubt?" "Yes, and I'm always adding to it," said Viner.
Carless looked at his client, who nodded his head as if in assent to something in the glance. "Well, as I'm now in possession of the facts," said he, "I'll tell you, Pawle His Lordship has given me a clear account of what his first callers said, and what you and Mr. Viner added to it.
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?
You will remember that Hyde, the man who is charged with the murder, said before the Coroner that as he turned into Lonsdale Passage, he saw coming out of it a tall man in black clothes who was swathed to the very eyes in a big white muffler?" "Yes!" said Mr. Pawle. "Well?" "I saw such a man with Ashton in Paris," answered Mr. Armitstead.
So I come to tell you what I know, see? Something!" "Very good of you, I'm sure," replied Mr. Pawle. "What may it be?" Mr. Van Hoeren made a significant grimace; it seemed to imply that there was a great deal to be told. "Some of us, my way, we know Mr. Ashton," he said. "In Hatton Garden, you understand. Dealers in diamonds, see? Me, and Haas, and Aarons, and one or two more. Business!"
And of course I saw your request for information about Ashton and his recent movements." "And you've some to give?" asked Mr. Pawle. "I have some to give," assented Mr. Perkwite, as the three men sat down by Mr. Pawle's desk. "Certainly and I should say it's of considerable importance.
Pawle turned to Viner and Armitstead. "I shouldn't wonder if we're getting at something like a real clue," he said. "It seems evident that Ashton was not very particular about showing his diamond to people! If he'd show it readily to a lot of Hatton Garden diamond merchants, who, after all, were strangers to him, how do we know that he wouldn't show it to other men?
I've been much interested in it as a murder. A curious and mysterious case, don't you think?" "We," replied Mr. Pawle, waving a hand toward Viner, "know it to be a much more mysterious case than anybody could gather from the newspaper accounts, for they know little who have written them, and we, who are behind the scenes, know a great deal.
"Portlethwaite drew me aside to remind me of it. The real Lord Marketstoke, if he were alive, could easily be identified. He lost a finger when a mere boy." "Ah!" exclaimed Mr. Pawle. "Good excellent! Best bit of evidence I've heard of. Hang this claimant! Now we can tell if Wickham really was Lord Marketstoke. If necessary, we can have his body exhumed and examined."
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