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Stenness showed no outward sign of perturbation, but Sir Clinton could
see he was uneasy as to the next stage of the narrative. With a
glance, the Chief Constable reassured him. Stenness, realising that
his affairs would not be brought in, leaned back again in his chair.
“I needn’t go into details about the thing,” Sir Clinton continued.
“All I need say is that it would take a pretty smart man to spot what
Ernest had spotted. And so, naturally, I reconsidered my ideas about
friend Ernest. He wasn’t an ass after all—not by any means. That set
me thinking hard. And what made me think harder was his evident desire
to throw suspicion on you, Stenness. He tried to persuade
me—indirectly—that he was in fear of his life from you.”
“From me?” Stenness asked in amazement.
“I’m telling you the facts,” Sir Clinton contented himself with
pointing out. “Well, the next business was the news that Ernest
himself had been attacked in the Maze. And at that point I began to
feel pretty sure of my ground. It was the most obvious line he could
have taken to divert suspicion from himself. And, what made me more
uneasy, it was a possible preliminary to an attack on someone else.
He’d killed his two brothers. If a third attack was made, he might
come under suspicion—and a breath of suspicion might be enough. So he
boldly faked up an attack on himself next. Then, if still another
attempt was made, who would suspect the poor victim who had nearly
lost his life just a few days earlier?”
“One has to admit he showed some acuteness,” Ardsley said, drily.
“At that point the case began to clear up a little in my mind.
Assuming Ernest to be the murderer, what was he after? The more I
thought about it the clearer it seemed that cash must be at the bottom
of the affair. He wanted money. He’d never worked in his life. How
could he lay his hands on cash? And of course it was as plain as
anything then. If he could kill off his brothers he’d inherit part of
their money—I learned that pretty easily from the fact that there were
no near relations except himself, Arthur and Miss Hawkhurst. But the
craving for money isn’t easily satisfied. Obviously, if he could
eliminate his nephew and niece, he’d be left with not only the whole
of his two brothers’ fortunes, but the Hawkhurst money as well.
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