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He was in one of those moods in which there was no doing anything with him. Although I was at the inquest, I had had little to do with the case up to this point; now it came entirely into my hands, and it may be that Quarles's advice was at the back of my mind during my inquiries. I made one or two rather interesting and significant discoveries.
Jennings," urged Jonathan Floyd, "there's a strange mark here about the throat, poor old 'ooman." "Ay," added Sarah, "and now I come to think of it, Mrs. Quarles's room-door was ajar; and bless me, the lawn-door's not locked neither! Who could have murdered her?" "Murdered? there's no murder here, silly wench," said Jennings, with a nervous sneer. "I don't know that, Mr.
Quarles so to have strangled herself, but more particularly that, if she had done so, she certainly could not have laid herself out so decently afterwards; therefore, that as some one else had kindly done the latter office for her, why not the former too? Thirdly, Sarah Stack, the still-room maid, deposed, that Mrs. Quarles's room, leading to the lawn, was open too: be it known that Mrs.
When we went to Queen's Square next morning we found that Lady Rusholm was gone. She had, in fact, already gone when her son told us he was trying to persuade her to go. Mr. Thompson had left later in the day. We found that even Quarles's guesswork was very near the actual facts, although he had hardly given Lady Rusholm sufficient credit for the working out of the scheme.
Nixon gave it as his opinion that either France or Germany had pulled the strings of the robbery. Acting under Quarles's instructions, I had an interview with Miss Chilcot. She corroborated Lanning's story in every detail so far as she was concerned, and incidentally I understood there was no more than a lover's quarrel between them.
It was at Quarles's instigation that I asked to be employed upon it, and since small and insignificant affairs are sometimes ramifications of big mysteries, no surprise was caused by my request. I have not the slightest hesitation in saying that it was the introduction to the woman which interested Quarles rather than her pearls.
"Now, gentlemen and my lord, if Jennings did not go that way, nor the kitchen-way neither for he always was too proud for scullery-door and kitchen and if he did not give himself the trouble to unfasten the dining-room or study windows, or to unscrew the iron bars of his own pantry, none of which is likely, gentlemen there was but one other way out, and that way was through Bridget Quarles's own room.
Quarles's chamber always had a night-lamp burning: but the darkness of his own room, of his own thoughts, pressed him all around, as with a thick, murky, suffocating vapour. So, he stood close by the window, watching the day-break.
Jennings's chamber, and a rush-light perpetually his shudder whenever he had occasion to call at the housekeeper's room, and his evident shrinking from the frequent phrase "Mrs. Quarles's murder." Then again, Jonathan would often lie awake at nights, thinking over divers matters connected with his own evidence before the coroner, which he began to see might be of great importance.
Among the less known writings of Francis Quarles, author of the once famous Emblems, is a volume, now become very scarce, entitled The Shepheards Oracles, delivered in certain Eglogues. The copy of it to which I have access was published in 1646, or two years after Quarles's death. This spirited poem must have been perused with intense interest by Quarles's contemporaries.
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