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As a medical man I very soon noted sufficient appearances to tell me that death had been due either to suicide or foul play. The former seemed to me the most likely. "Well?" asked Ambler, rising from his knees when I had concluded the examination of the dead man's skinny, ill-nourished body. "What's your opinion, Ralph?" "He's taken poison," I declared. "Poison? You believe he's been poisoned."
Therefore, remain dumb and watchful Z." "That's curious," I remarked. "Whoever wrote that letter was inciting Lane to conspiracy, and at the same time held you in fear, Ambler." My companion laughed again a quiet self-satisfied laugh. Then he commenced the second letter, type-written like the first, but evidently upon another machine. "Dear Lane, Your terms seem exorbitant.
Your life is a busy one busier even than my own, perhaps and you have no desire to be bothered with my personal affairs." "On the contrary, old fellow," he said. "Remember that in mystery I'm in my element." "I know," I replied. "But at present there is no mystery only suspicion." What Ambler Jevons had asserted was a fact.
"But did you never go walking in your life, mamma?" she questioned. Mrs. Ambler looked a little startled. "Never alone, my dear," she replied with dignity. "Why, I shouldn't have thought of such a thing.
And, wound up Appleyard, who had a keen knowledge of human nature and saw deep into Chettle's mind, Mr. Allerdyke would doubtless see that Chettle lost nothing by holding his tongue about anything that wasn't exactly ripe for discussion. At present, he repeated, let Chettle do his duty not exceed it. "That's it," agreed Allerdyke. "You've hit it, Ambler.
Courtenay's death remained an enigma inexplicable to police and public. Ambler Jevons had prosecuted independent inquiries assiduously in various quarters, detectives had watched the subsequent movements of Short and the other servants, but all to no purpose. The sudden disappearance of Short was discovered to be due to the illness of his brother.
"One tells of his sudden death at Hull; the other begins to hint that there was something queer about it." "Queer!" exclaimed Allerdyke. "Aye, and more than queer, my lad. Our James was murdered! Now, then, Ambler, I've come here to tell you all the story you must listen to every detail.
"I've scarcely known that myself, my lad, these last seventy-two hours," replied Allerdyke. "You mightn't think it, but at this time yesterday I was going full tilt up to Edinburgh. I want to tell you about that, Ambler I want some advice. But business first aught new?" "I've brought that South American contract off," replied Appleyard. "Fixed it this morning." "Good!" said Allerdyke.
The colour was still in her face when the Major came out, with Mrs. Ambler on his arm, and led the way to supper. "All of us are hungry, and some of us have a day's ride behind us," he remarked, as, after the rector's grace, he stood waving the carving-knife above the roasted turkey. "I'd like to know how often during the last hour you've thought of this turkey, Mr. Morson?"
If I gave the clue into Ambler Jevons' hands he would, I knew, quickly follow it, gathering up the threads of the tangled skein one by one, until he could openly charge her with the crime. I stood undecided how to act. Should I leave my friend to make his own investigations independently and unbiassed, or should I frankly tell him of my own startling discovery?
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