The Chestermarke Instinct by J.S. Fletcher

Author:J.S. Fletcher
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jovian Press

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CHAPTER XVI

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THE LEAD MINE

STARMIDGE AND POLKE PRESENTLY LEFT—TO walk down to the railway station with the bewildered clerk; when they had gone, Betty turned to Neale, who was hanging about her sitting-room with no obvious intention of leaving it.

“While these people are doing what they can in their way, is there nothing we can do in ours?” she asked. “I hate sitting here doing nothing at all! You’re a free man now, Wallie—can’t you suggest something?”

Neale was thoroughly enjoying his first taste of liberty. He felt as if he had just been released from a long term of imprisonment. To be absolutely free to do what he liked with himself, during the whole of a spring day, was a sensation so novel that he was holding closely to it, half-fearful that it might all be a dream from which it would be a terrible thing to awake—to see one of Chestermarke’s ledgers under his nose. And this being a wonderfully fine morning, he had formed certain sly designs of luring Betty away into the country, and having the whole day with her. A furtive glance at her, however, showed him that Miss Fosdyke’s thoughts and ideas just then were entirely business-like, but a happy inspiration suggested to him that business and pleasure might be combined.

“We ought to go and see if that tinker chap’s found out or heard anything,” he said. “You remember he promised to keep his eyes and ears open. And we might do a little looking round the country for ourselves: I haven’t much faith in those local policemen and gamekeepers. Why not make a day of it, going round? I know a place—nice old inn, the other side of Ellersdeane—where we can get some lunch. Much better making inquiries for ourselves,” he concluded insinuatingly, “than sitting about waiting for news.”

“Didn’t I say so?” exclaimed Betty. “Come on, then!—I’m ready. Where first?”

“Let’s see the tinker first,” said Neale. “He’s a sharp man—he may have something else to tell by now.”

He led his companion out of the town by way of Scarnham Bridge, pointing out Joseph Chestermarke’s gloomy house to her as they passed it.

“I’d give a lot,” he remarked, as they turned on to the open moor which led towards Ellersdeane Hollow, “to know if either of the Chestermarkes really did know anything about that chap Hollis coming to the town on Saturday. I shouldn’t be a bit surprised if they did. Those detective fellows like Starmidge are very clever in their way, but they always seem to me to stop thinking a bit too soon. Now both Starmidge and Polke seem to take it for certain that this Hollis went to meet Horbury when he left the Station Hotel. There’s no proof that he went to meet Horbury—none!”

“Whom might he have gone to meet, then?” demanded Betty.

“You listen to me a bit,” said Neale. “I’ve been thinking it over. Hollis comes to the Station Hotel and uses their telephone. Mrs. Pratt overhears him call up Chestermarke’s Bank—that’s certain.

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