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The Mary Bewery whom Bryce knew in Wrychester was just about twenty this Mary Bewery, spinster, of Braden Medworth, was, then, in all probability, her mother. But John Brake who married that Mary Bewery who was he? Who indeed, laughed Bryce, but John Braden, who had just come by his death in Wrychester Paradise? And there was the name of Mark Ransford as witness. What was the further probability?
He had a multiplicity of schemes and ideas in his head, and he began to consider some of them as he stepped out of the Close into the ancient enclosure which all Wrychester folk knew by its time-honoured name of Paradise.
But there was another individual in Wrychester who knew just as much of the geography of Paradise as Pemberton Bryce knew.
To begin with, I know where Braden was for at any rate some time on the evening of the day on which he came to Wrychester. He was with the old man whom we all know as Simpson Harker." Mitchington whistled; the detective, who knew nothing of Simpson Harker, glanced at him as if for information. But Mitchington nodded at Ransford, and Ransford went on. "I know this for this reason," he continued.
He, too, disappeared that's a fact which I've established. Years later, he reappears here at Wrychester, where he's bought a practice. Eventually he has two young people, who are represented as his wards, come to live with him. Their name is Bewery. The name of the young woman whom John Brake married was Bewery. What's the inference?
"No Wrychester man has ever crossed my threshold since I came to settle down here," he said. "You're the first person I've ever asked in with one notable exception. I've never even had Campany, the librarian, here. I'm a hermit." "But you were a detective?" suggested Bryce. "Aye, for a good five-and-twenty years!" replied Harker. "And pretty well known, too, sir. But my question, doctor.
But no message from anybody professing relationship with the dead man had so far reached the Wrychester police. When everything had been taken into account, Bryce saw no better clue for the moment than that suggested by Ambrose Campany Barthorpe. Ambrose Campany, bookworm though he was, was a shrewd, sharp fellow, said Bryce a man of ideas.
So it's of the utmost importance to me! can or will you tell me who was the Mary Bewery you married to John Brake? Who was John Brake? And what was Mark Ransford to either, or to both?" He was wondering, all the time during which he reeled off these questions, if Mr. Gilwaters was wholly ignorant of the recent affair at Wrychester.
"My stepfather says and I tell you he saw the man," said Sackville, who was noted in Wrychester circles as a loquacious and forward youth; "he says that whatever happened must have happened as soon as ever the old chap got up into that clerestory gallery. Look here! it's like this.
He hung about the club-house until past three o'clock, and then, being well acquainted with Mary Bewery's movements from long observation of them, set out to walk down towards Wrychester, leaving his bicycle behind him. If he did not meet Mary on the way, he meant to go to the house. Ransford would be out on his afternoon round of calls; Dick Bewery would be at school; he would find Mary alone.
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