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Updated: June 3, 2025
Franklin. "That was the last morsel of the door to be finished. We wanted to get it done, on Wednesday last and I myself completed it by three in the afternoon, or soon after." "To-day is Friday," said Sergeant Cuff, addressing himself to Superintendent Seegrave. "Let us reckon back, sir. At three on the Wednesday afternoon, that bit of the painting was completed.
A more complete opposite to Superintendent Seegrave than Sergeant Cuff, and a less comforting officer to look at, for a family in distress, I defy you to discover, search where you may. "Is this Lady Verinder's?" he asked. "Yes, sir." "I am Sergeant Cuff." "This way, sir, if you please."
"After leaving Miss Rachel's room, I stopped a moment on one of the landings, by myself, to see if I had got the paint-stain by any chance on MY gown. "'You needn't trouble yourself, Rosanna, she said. 'The paint on Miss Rachel's door has been dry for hours. If Mr. Seegrave hadn't set a watch on our bedrooms, I might have told him as much.
When you had seen the pony backed into the shafts of the chaise, you had seen something there was no doubt about. And that, let me tell you, was becoming a treat of the rarest kind in our household. Going round with the chaise to the front door, I found not only Mr. Franklin, but Mr. Godfrey and Superintendent Seegrave also waiting for me on the steps. Mr. Hearing of this new move, Mr.
I went with the rest, because if I had done anything different from the rest, Mr. Seegrave was the sort of man who would have suspected me directly. We found him in Miss Rachel's room. He told us he wouldn't have a lot of women there; and he pointed to the smear on the painted door, and said some of our petticoats had done the mischief, and sent us all down-stairs again.
"Did you notice which petticoat did it?" asked Sergeant Cuff, still addressing himself, not to his brother-officer, but to me. "No, sir." He turned to Superintendent Seegrave upon that, and said, "You noticed, I suppose?" Mr. Superintendent looked a little taken aback; but he made the best of it. "I can't charge my memory, Sergeant," he said, "a mere trifle a mere trifle."
"'Did some of the ladies go up-stairs yesterday evening to see it? I asked. 'I thought I heard Miss Rachel warning them to keep clear of the door. "'None of the ladies made the smear, Penelope answered. 'I left Miss Rachel in bed at twelve last night. And I noticed the door, and there was nothing wrong with it then. "'Oughtn't you to mention this to Mr. Seegrave, Penelope?
My daughter's little outbreak of temper in the "boudoir," and her readiness to think herself suspected, appeared to have produced an unfavourable impression on Superintendent Seegrave. It seemed also to dwell a little on his mind, that she had been the last person who saw the Diamond at night. When the second questioning was over, my girl came back to me in a frenzy.
Seegrave to do namely, to set to work, and tackle the servants' characters himself. One after another, they were examined. The rest of them being sent back to their places downstairs, Penelope was then summoned, and examined separately a second time.
In the first case, my lady was powerless to help us. Seegrave was fast approaching the condition of a superintendent at his wits' end.
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