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Polke and Starmidge, presently entering, found themselves coldly greeted. Gabriel made the slightest inclination of his head, in response to Polke's salutation and the detective's bow: Joseph pointedly gave no heed to either. "Well?" demanded the senior partner. "We've just called, Mr. Chestermarke, to hear if you've anything to say to us about this matter of Mr. Horbury's," said Polke.
Polke's compliments, and would he be so good as to come to the bank-house and help us a bit? he'll know what I mean. Bring him back with you." The constable went away, and Polke, after rubbing one of his mutton-chop whiskers for awhile with an air of great abstraction, returned to the study. There Mr.
No! what I'd like to know what I want to satisfy myself about is did Mr. Horbury go away at all? Is there really anything missing from the bank? Are those jewels really missing? You see," concluded Starmidge, looking round his circle of listeners, "there's an awful lot to take into account." At that moment Polke's domestic servant tapped at the door and put her head inside the room.
"Some time?" "Six years," replied Simmons. "And you've no doubt, from the description in the papers, that the gentleman who came here on Saturday last is Mr. Hollis?" asked Starmidge. The clerk shook his head with an air of conviction. "None!" he answered. "None whatever!" Starmidge helped himself to a cigar out of an open box which lay on Polke's table.
She knew nothing about Starmidge, and she thought him quite different to any preconceived notion which she had ever had of men of his calling. "I hope you'll be able to help us," she said politely, as Starmidge, murmuring something about his best respects to his host, took a whisky-and-soda from Polke's hand. "Do you think you will and has Mr. Polke told you all about it?"
Starmidge, except that he'd read the news in the London paper this evening and set off here in consequence. He's in Mr. Polke's house, sir." Starmidge walked into the superintendent's parlour, to find him in company with a young man, whom the detective at once sized up as a typical London clerk a second glance assured him that his clerkship was of the legal variety.
Polke's outside, sir, with the gentleman who came in with him before," announced Shirley. "He says he must see you at once. And there's Mr. Pellworthy, sir, with Miss Fosdyke. Mr. Pellworthy says, sir, that he must see you at once, too." Gabriel glanced at his nephew. And Joseph spoke without looking up from his writing-pad, and as if he knew that his partner was regarding him.
"Fosdyke's Entire represents a lot of pennies. We'll just have a word or two with her." Betty, looking out of her window on the Market-Place, had seen the two men leave Chestermarke's Bank, and was waiting eagerly for their coming. She listened intently to Polke's account of the interview with the partners, and her cheeks glowed indignantly as he brought it to an end. "Shameful!" she exclaimed.
"Then ask to see his papers his desk his private belongings," said Starmidge. "Demand to see them! You've the legal right. And let us know you'll always find me somewhere about Mr. Polke's how you get on. Now, superintendent, we'll get to work." Outside the Scarnham Arms, Starmidge looked at his companion with a sly smile. "Are you anything of a betting man?" he asked.
You needn't be astonished if he suddenly stops and begins reading his book in the open street it's a habit of his." But the antiquary apparently had other business. He turned into the police-station, and when the three visitors followed him a moment later, he was already in Polke's private office, and Polke and Starmidge were gazing speculatively at him.
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