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Page 76
"Ah--just so!" exclaimed Mitchington. "To be sure!--I'm
beginning to see!"
"And," continued Ransford, "Campany further remarked, as a
matter for humorous comment, that Bryce was also spending much
time looking round our old tombs. Now you made this discovery
near an old tomb, I understand?"
"Close by one--yes," assented the inspector.
"Then let me draw your attention to one or two strange facts
--which are undoubted facts," continued Ransford. "Bryce was
left alone with the dead body of Braden for some minutes,
while Varner went to fetch the police. That's one."
"That's true," muttered Mitchington. "He was--several
minutes!"
"Bryce it was who discovered Collishaw--in Paradise," said
Ransford. "That's fact two. And fact three--Bryce evidently
had a motive in fetching Harker tonight--to overlook your
operations. What was his motive? And taking things
altogether; what are, or have been, these secret affairs which
Bryce and Harker have evidently been engaged in?"
Jettison suddenly rose, buttoning his light overcoat. The
action seemed to indicate a newly-formed idea, a definite
conclusion. He turned sharply to Mitchington.
"There's one thing certain, inspector," he said. "You'll keep
an eye on those two from this out! From--just now!"
"I shall!" assented Mitchington. "I'll have both of 'em
shadowed wherever they go or are, day or night. Harker, now,
has always been a bit of a mystery, but Bryce--hang me if I
don't believe he's been having me! Double game!--but, never
mind. There's no more, doctor?"
"Not yet," replied Ransford. "And I don't know the real
meaning or value of what I have told you. But--in two days
from now, I can tell you more. In the meantime--remember your
promise!"
He let his visitors out then, and went back to Mary.
"You'll not have to wait long for things to clear," he said.
"The mystery's nearly over!"
CHAPTER XVIII
SURPRISE
Mitchington and the man from New Scotland Yard walked away in
silence from Ransford's house and kept the silence up until
they were in the middle of the Close and accordingly in
solitude. Then Mitchington turned to his companion.
"What d'ye think of that?" he asked, with a half laugh.
"Different complexion it puts on things, eh?"
"I think just what I said before--in there," replied the
detective. "That man knows more than he's told, even now!"
"Why hasn't he spoken sooner, then?" demanded Mitchington.
"He's had two good chance--at the inquests."
"From what I saw of him, just now," said Jettison, "I should
say he's the sort of man who can keep his own counsel till he
considers the right time has come for speaking. Not the sort
of man who'll care twopence whatever's said about him, you
understand? I should say he's known a good lot all along, and
is just keeping it back till he can put a finishing touch to
it. Two days, didn't he say? Aye, well, a lot can happen in
two days!"
"But about your theory?" questioned Mitchington. "What do you
think of it now--in relation to what we've just heard?"
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