The Red House Mystery by A. A. Milne


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Page 61

"Cayley has thought of something. 'Leave it to me,' he says.
'You clear out altogether. I shot him, if you like. I'll do all
the explaining. Get away. Hide. Nobody saw you go in. Into
the passage, quick. I'll come to you there as soon as I can.'

"Good Cayley. Faithful Cayley! Mark's courage comes back.
Cayley will explain all right. Cayley will tell the servants
that it was an accident. He will ring up the police. Nobody
will suspect Cayley--Cayley has no quarrel with Robert. And then
Cayley will come into the passage and tell him that it is all
right, and Mark will go out by the other end, and saunter slowly
back to the house. He will be told the news by one of the
servants. Robert accidentally shot? Good Heavens!

"So, greatly reassured, Mark goes into the library. And Cayley
goes to the door of the office .... and locks it. And then he
bangs on the door and shouts, 'Let me in!'"

Antony was silent. Bill looked at him and shook his head.

"Yes, Tony, but that doesn't make sense. What's the point of
Cayley behaving like that?"

Antony shrugged his shoulders without answering.

"And what has happened to Mark since?"

Antony shrugged his shoulders again.

"Well, the sooner we go into that passage, the better," said
Bill.

"You're ready to go?"

"Quite," said Bill, surprised.

"You're quite ready for what we may find?"

"You're being dashed mysterious, old boy."

"I know I am." He gave a little laugh, and went on, "Perhaps I'm
being an ass, just a melodramatic ass. Well, I hope I am." He
looked at his watch.

"It's safe, is it? They're still busy at the pond?"

"We'd better make certain. Could you be a sleuthhound, Bill--one
of those that travel on their stomachs very noiselessly? I mean,
could you get near enough to the pond to make sure that Cayley is
still there, without letting him see you?"

"Rather!" He got up eagerly. "You wait."

Antony's head shot up suddenly. "Why, that was what Mark said,"
he cried.

"Mark?"

"Yes. What Elsie heard him say."

"Oh, that."

"Yes I suppose she couldn't have made a mistake, Bill? She did
hear him?"

"She couldn't have mistaken his voice, if that's what you mean."

"Oh?"

"Mark had an extraordinary characteristic voice."

"Oh!"

"Rather high-pitched, you know, and well, one can't explain,
but--"

"Yes?"

"Well, rather like this, you know, or even more so if anything."
He rattled these words off in Mark's rather monotonous,
high-pitched voice, and then laughed, and added in his natural
voice, "I say, that was really rather good."

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