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Updated: May 29, 2025
So, from all appearance, everything is ended; not so, for before dying Rosanna sends for Brian Fitzgerald at his club, and reveals to him a secret which he locks up in his own heart. The writer of this letter has a theory a fanciful one, if you will that the secret told to Brian Fitzgerald contains the mystery of Oliver Whyte's death.
Besides, Moreland's knowledge of his dead friend's life and habits might be able to supply information on two points, namely, who was most likely to gain by Whyte's death, and who the heiress was that the deceased boasted he would marry.
He placed his elbows on the table, and buried his face in his hands again, while the detective sat down and related all that he knew about Whyte's murder. When it was done he lifted up his head, and looked sadly at the detective. "If I had been in town," he said, "this would not have happened, for I was always beside Whyte."
He looked keenly round the room, and his estimate of the dead man's character was formed at once. "Fast," he said to himself, "and a spendthrift. A man who would have his friends, and possibly his enemies, among a very shady lot of people." What led Mr. Gorby to this belief was the evidence which surrounded him of Whyte's mode of life.
Carpenter made an admirable speech. On Jan. 6, 1913, Abdul Baha went to Edinburgh, and stayed at Mrs. Alexander Whyte's. In the course of these three days He addressed the Theosophical Society, the Esperanto Society, and many of the students, including representatives of almost all parts of the East.
No sooner did it feel the blow than it sent both heels with a bang against the wooden store, by way of preliminary movement, and then rearing up with a wild snort, it sprang over Tom Whyte's head, jerked the reins from his hand, and upset him in the snow. Poor Tom never bent to anything.
Her father started. "How do you know it was Roger Moreland?" "Oh! Brian recognised him as he went out." Mark Frettlby hesitated for a few moments, and then busied himself with the papers on his desk, as he replied in a low voice "You are right it was Roger Moreland he is very hard up, and as he was a friend of poor Whyte's, he asked me to assist him, which I did."
On Whyte's death he again breathed freely, when suddenly a second possessor of his fatal secret started up in the person of Roger Moreland. As the murder of Duncan had to be followed by that of Banquo, in order to render Macbeth safe, so he foresaw that while Roger Moreland lived his life would be one long misery.
Calton was a capital letter-writer, and his epistles had done much to cheer Fitzgerald in the dismal period which succeeded his acquittal of Whyte's murder, when he was in danger of getting into a morbid state of mind. Brian, therefore, sipped his brandy and soda, and, lying back in his chair, prepared to enjoy himself.
"There's nothing against Moreland to implicate him. If he killed Whyte, what made him go and see Frettlby?" "But," said Kilsip, sagely nodding his head, "if, as Moreland Bays, he had Whyte's coat in his possession before the murder how is it that I should discover it afterwards up a fir-tree in the Fitzroy Gardens, with an empty chloroform bottle in the pocket."
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