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Updated: June 9, 2025


"I did what you are doing, sir; I came West." "But the mere coming West did not cure you, did it?" "No, sir; it was the life I lived," returned Col. \Varner. "I didn't stay in the cities; I went into the wilderness. I lived in a log-cabin. I bought a horse, and rode every day.

If, as I suggest, the man slipped, and was shot out of that open doorway, he would execute some violent and curious movements in the effort to save himself in which his arms would play an important part. For one thing, he would certainly throw out an arm to clutch at anything. That's what Varner most probably saw. There's no evidence whatever that the man was flung down."

My stepfather had gone in there for the morning service strict old church-goer he is, you know and he saw this stranger going up the stairway. He's positive, Mr. Folliot, that it was then five minutes to ten. Now, then, I ask you isn't he right, my stepfather, when he says that it must have happened at once immediately? "Because that man, Varner, the mason, says he saw the man fall before ten.

But I saw it was no good, so I was running for help " Bryce pushed him towards the bushes by which they were standing. "Take me to him," he said. "Come on!" Varner turned back, making a way through the cypresses. He led Bryce to the foot of the great wall of the nave.

There's two or three ways up to it staircases in the turrets." Mitchington turned to one of the two constables who had followed him. "Let Varner show you the way up there," he said. "Go quietly don't make any fuss the morning service is just beginning. Say nothing to anybody just take a quiet look around, along that gallery, especially near the door there and come back here."

"For everything that Varner could prove to the contrary," answered Bryce, "the hand might have been stretched out to pull Braden back. No I think there may have been accident in that affair. But, as regards Collishaw murder, without doubt deliberate!"

What?" One of the group nodded at Bryce. "I should think Bryce knows what time it happened as well as anybody," he said. "You were first on the spot, Bryce, weren't you?" "After Varner," answered Bryce laconically. "As to the time I could fix it in this way the organist was just beginning a voluntary or something of the sort."

"Tell you I saw it!" asserted Varner doggedly. "I was looking at one of those old tombs yonder somebody wants some repairs doing and the jackdaws were making such a to-do up there by the roof I glanced up at them. And I saw this man thrown through that door fairly flung through it! God! do you think I could mistake my own eyes?" "Did you see who flung him?" asked Bryce.

"It's always open," answered Varner. "Least-ways, it's been open, like that, all this spring, to my knowledge." "What is there behind it?" inquired Mitchington. "Sort of gallery, that runs all round the nave," replied Varner. "Clerestory gallery that's what it is. People can go up there and walk around lots of 'em do tourists, you know.

"Because I know that he had such a paper in his purse the night he came to the Mitre," answered Harker, "and was certain to have it there next morning, and because I also know that you were left alone with the body for some minutes after Varner fetched you to it, and that when Braden's clothing and effects were searched by Mitchington, the paper wasn't there. So, of course, you took it!

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