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Updated: June 4, 2025
There had been six pills in that box there were five left. So Collishaw picked out the poisoned pill first! It might have been delayed till the sixth dose, you see but he was doomed." Mitchington showed a desire to speak, and Bryce paused. "What about what Ransford said before the Coroner?" asked Mitchington.
And before Dick had eaten many mouthfuls of a cold pie to which he had just liberally helped himself he bent confidentially across the table towards his guardian. "There's something I think you ought to be told about, sir," he remarked with a side-glance at Mary. "Something I heard this morning at school. You know, we've a lot of fellows town boys who talk." "I daresay," responded Ransford dryly.
Ransford, a bachelor, a well-preserved, active, alert man who was certainly of no more than middle age and did not look his years, had come to Wrychester only a few years previously, and had never shown any signs of forsaking his single state.
"Bryce was until the very day of Braden's appearance, Ransford's assistant," continued Mitchington. "Been with Ransford about two years. Clever chap, undoubtedly, but certainly deep and, in a way, reserved, though he can talk plenty if he's so minded and it's to his own advantage. He left Ransford suddenly that very morning. I don't know why. Since then he's remained in the town.
Mary stopped him with a look. "My turn!" she said. "You're in possession of certain facts. Now isn't it the truth that the facts you are in possession of are proof enough to you that Dr. Ransford is as innocent as I am? It's no use your trying to deceive me! Isn't that so?" "I could certainly turn the police off his track," admitted Bryce, who was growing highly uncomfortable. "I could divert "
"Only that if a woman said No unmistakably once, a man took it as final," replied Ransford. "At least so I was always given to believe. Nowadays " "You forget that Mr. Pemberton Bryce is what most people would call a very pushing young man," said Mary. "If he doesn't get what he wants in this world, it won't be for not asking for it.
"If you could only make him see reason and promise not to offend again," she said. "Wouldn't that solve the difficulty?" Ransford shook his head and made no answer. He picked up his letters again and went out, and down a long stone-walled passage which led to his surgery at the side of the house. He was alone there when he had shut the door and he relieved his feelings with a deep groan.
She knew Ransford for an exceedingly tender-hearted man, with a considerable spice of sentiment in his composition: he was noted for his more than professional interest in the poorer sort of his patients and had gained a deserved reputation in the town for his care of them.
"It's an enclosure between the south porch and the transept," he said. "Full of old tombs and trees a sort of wilderness why called Paradise I don't know. There's a short cut across it to the Deanery and that part of the Close through that archway you see over there. If you go across, you're almost sure to meet Dr. Ransford." "I'm much obliged to you," said the stranger. "Thank you."
And behind him, to Mitchington's surprise, came old Simpson Harker, who had evidently travelled with him. With a silent gesture Mitchington beckoned the whole party into an empty waiting-room and closed its door on them. "Now then, inspector," said Ransford without preface or ceremony, "you've got to act quickly! You got my wire a few words will explain it.
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