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Updated: June 25, 2025
About a week or ten days after Miss Verinder had left us, one of my clerks entered the private room at my office, with a card in his hand, and informed me that a gentleman was below, who wanted to speak to me. I looked at the card. There was a foreign name written on it, which has escaped my memory.
"My son is a mean-spirited hound!" cried this furious old worldling. "In justice to myself as his father not in justice to HIM I beg to ask you, Miss Verinder, what complaint you have to make of Mr. Godfrey Ablewhite?" Here Mr. Bruff interfered for the first time. "You are not bound to answer that question," he said to Rachel. Old Mr. Ablewhite fastened on him instantly.
I have done much to make my mother pity me nothing to make my mother blush for me. Those are my daughter's own words. "After what has passed between the officer and me, I think stranger as he is that he should be made acquainted with what Miss Verinder has said, as well as you. Read my letter to him, and then place in his hands the cheque which I enclose.
We both turned about, and found ourselves face to face with Sergeant Cuff. "Why not just yet?" asked Mr. Franklin. "Because, sir, if you tell her ladyship, her ladyship will tell Miss Verinder." "Suppose she does. What then?" Mr. Franklin said those words with a sudden heat and vehemence, as if the Sergeant had mortally offended him.
"One thing at a time," said the Sergeant, stopping me as I was about to send in search of Joyce. "I must attend to Miss Verinder first." As the rain was still threatening, it was the close carriage that had been appointed to take Miss Rachel to Frizinghall. Sergeant Cuff beckoned Samuel to come down to him from the rumble behind.
Miss Verinder followed me out into the corridor. "They seem to be in a conspiracy to persecute you," she said. "What does it mean?" "Only the protest of the world, Miss Verinder on a very small scale against anything that is new." "What are we to do with Mrs. Merridew?" "Tell her the explosion will take place at nine to-morrow morning." "So as to send her to bed?" "Yes so as to send her to bed."
Murthwaite," I began, "you were acquainted with the late Lady Verinder, and you took some interest in the strange succession of events which ended in the loss of the Moonstone?" The eminent traveller did me the honour of waking up in an instant, and asking me who I was.
I asked leave to go with her, and hold the umbrella. She wouldn't hear of it. The pony-chaise came round, with the groom in charge. "You may rely on two things," she said to Sergeant Cuff, in the hall. "I will try the experiment on Miss Verinder as boldly as you could try it yourself.
I have got it by me while I write these words; and I copy it, as follows, for your benefit: "Thirdly, and lastly, I give and bequeath to my niece, Rachel Verinder, daughter and only child of my sister, Julia Verinder, widow if her mother, the said Julia Verinder, shall be living on the said Rachel Verinder's next Birthday after my death the yellow Diamond belonging to me, and known in the East by the name of The Moonstone: subject to this condition, that her mother, the said Julia Verinder, shall be living at the time.
In those words Sergeant Cuff reminded us that, even in the Detective Police, a man may have a reputation to lose. The view he took was so plainly the right one, that there was no more to be said. As I rose to conduct him to my lady's room, he asked if Mr. Franklin wished to be present. Mr. Franklin answered, "Not unless Lady Verinder desires it."
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