A Coin of Edward VII: A Detective StoryHume, Fergus
Philosophy
A Coin of Edward VII: A Detective Story
Hume, Fergus
Detective and mystery stories; Fiction
"How long did you stay in Paris?"
"For some weeks. Then we went to Italy, to Florence."
"Wasn't your father recognized?"
"No; he had altered his appearance. He gave me no reason at first for
doing this, but afterwards told me that he was engaged in a political
conspiracy, something to do with the Anarchists."
"Is the red cross the symbol of some society?"
"I can't say. He refused to explain the mystery of the cross to me. I
admit fully, Giles, that I cannot understand my father. His ways are
strange, and he leads a most peculiar life. Afterwards George Franklin,
my uncle, came to England and inherited the property. My father sent me
to him with an explanation. My uncle refused to believe that I was
guilty, and gave me shelter in his house until such time as my character
could be cleared. I came over and have been hiding in the Priory ever
since. I was so sorry for poor Daisy and for her unexpected death that
I came to see after her grave. I found it neglected, and thus went to
clean it, as you see. Portia, my cousin, has been very good to me. I
have stayed in all day and have walked out in the evening. No one knows
that I am here. No one will ever know unless you tell."
"I tell? Anne, what do you take me for? I will keep quiet until I can
clear your character, and make you my wife."
"You must not see me again."
"No," sighed Giles, "it will not be wise. But can't you tell me who
killed Daisy, and thus clear yourself?"
Anne shook her head.
"I wish I could. But my father declares that he came out to see the
girl, and found her already dead on the grave face downwards. She had
been killed during the time he waited behind. He saw that there was a
danger of his being accused of the crime, since he had asked her to
leave the church. Thus it was that he lost his presence of mind and
called on me to save him. I did so on the impulse of the moment, and
thus it all came about."
"Where is your father now?"
Anne thought for a moment.
"I would tell you if I knew," she said seriously, "as I know you will
not betray him. But I don't know where he is. Since I have been here I
have not heard a word from him."
"Your uncle?"
"If my uncle knew, he would hand my father over to the police. He hates
him; but he is always kind to me."
"Anne, I wonder if your uncle killed Daisy to inherit the money?"
"No; he was in Italy at the time. I am sure of that."
"Has your father any suspicion who killed Daisy?"
"No. He says he has not."
"Why did he ask her to leave the church? And how did he manage it?"
"He wished to speak to her about George Franklin, who would inherit the
money if she died. I believe he intended to warn her that George was
dangerous, for he hates my uncle."
"Did your father know that the money had been left at the time?"
"No. It was only because he was on the spot that he wished to see Daisy.
He wrote on a scrap of paper that he wished to see her about the money,
and she came out."
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