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S.W. of Bridgwater, deriving its name from the neighbouring Parrett. In the time of Alfred the country around was one of the royal forests, the others being Selwood, Mendip, Neroche, and Exmoor. There is a fine church, with a noble tower, perhaps the best of its class. It belongs to the type that is characterised by double windows in the belfry, but is more elaborate than most of its compeers.
"Give himself up, do you mean?" exclaimed Selwood. "Likely but if he does, it'll be done with a purpose," answered the Professor. "Well keep all quiet at present, and tomorrow morning, go and see if you can find out more about Dimambro at that hotel."
Selwood had been glad to take Cox-Raythwaite's advice and to put the thing out of his mind for thirty-six hours: Peggie had nothing in her mind but what was proper to the occasion. Jacob Herapath had been an old-fashioned man in many respects; one of his fads was an insistence upon having a family pew in the church which he attended, and in furnishing it with his own cushions, mats, and books.
They had laid the lifeless body on a couch, and Selwood and Mr. Tertius bent over it for a moment before they turned to the other men in the room. The dead face was calm enough; there was no trace of sudden fear on it, no signs of surprise or anger or violent passion. "If you'll look here, gentlemen," said the police-inspector, motioning them towards the broad hearthrug.
Hood Wright's Bevis, a darkish red brown brindle of about 29 inches. Mr. Wright was the breeder of Champion Selwood Morven, who was the celebrity of his race about 1897, and who became the property of Mr. Harry Rawson. This stately dog was a dark heather brindle, standing 32-3/8 inches at the shoulder, with a chest girth of 34-1/2 inches.
At that point of his surmisings and questionings Selwood heard himself called by Barthorpe Herapath, and he turned to see that gentleman standing in the hall dangling a bunch of keys, which Selwood instantly recognized. "We have just found these keys," said Barthorpe. "You remember the inspector said he found no keys in my uncle's pockets?
The car moved gently up Baker Street, and Selwood glanced inquiringly at their captor. "May we have the pleasure of " The elderly lady brought out a card-case and some papers. "I am Mrs. Engledew," she said. "I live in the Herapath Flats. I don't suppose you ever heard of me, Miss Wynne, but I knew your uncle very well we had been acquaintances, nay, friends, for years.
The car was evidently a private one: a quiet, yet smart affair; its driver was equally smart in his dark green livery. And that he had received his orders was evident from the fact that as the two young people approached he touched his cap and laid a hand on the door of the car. "Be watchful and careful," whispered Selwood, as he and Peggie crossed the pavement. "Leave all to me!"
I merely mention it in case. Infamous Leek! Here was at any rate one explanation of a mysterious little typewriter which the valet had always carried, but which Priam had left at Selwood Terrace. Priam glanced at the photograph in the pocket-book; and also, strange to say, at the Telegraph.
Luigi Dimambro staying at your hotel? He is, I believe" here Selwood made a bold shot at a possibility "a seller of curios, or art objects. I know he stops here sometimes." The manager rubbed his hands together and reflected. "One moment, sir," he said. "I get the register. The hotel guests, they come in here for meals, but always I do not recollect their names, and sometimes not know them.
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