"If your lordship would just make a call on the two Mr. Chestermarkes," suggested Starmidge. "To tell them, of course, of--that," he added, pointing to the empty casket. "Your lordship will get some attention--I suppose. They won't give any attention to Polke or myself. If your lordship would just tell them that your casket--emptied of its valuable contents--had been found hidden in Mrs. Carswell's room, perhaps they'll listen, and--what is much more important--give you their views on the matter. I," concluded Starmidge, drily, "should very much like to hear them!" The Earl made a wry face. "Oh, all right!" he answered. "If I must, I must. It's not a job that appeals to me, but--very well. I'll go now." "And we," said Starmidge, turning to Polke, "had better join the others and see if the old antiquary gentleman has found any of these secret places he talked of." Lord Ellersdeane found no difficulty in obtaining access to the partners: he was shown into their room with all due ceremony as soon as Shirley announced him. He found them evidently relaxing a little after their lunch, from which they had just returned. They were standing in characteristic attitudes; Gabriel, smoking a cigar, bolt upright on the hearth-rug beneath the portrait of his ancestor; Joseph, toying with a scented cigarette, leaning against the window which looked out on the garden. For once in a way both seemed more amenable and cordial. The Earl held out the empty casket. "This," he said, "is the casket in which I handed my wife's jewels to Mr. Horbury. It is, as you see, empty. It has just been found by the Scotland Yard man, Starmidge." Gabriel glanced at the casket with some interest; Joseph, with none: neither spoke. "In the housekeeper's room--hidden in her fire-place," continued the Earl, looking from one partner to the other. "That shows, gentlemen, that the jewels were, after all, in this house--on these premises." "There has never been any question of that," said Gabriel quickly. "We, of course, never doubted what your lordship was good enough to tell us--naturally!" "Not for a moment!" said Joseph. "We felt at once that you had given the jewels to Horbury." The Earl set the casket down on Gabriel's desk and looked a little uncertain--and uncomfortable. Gabriel indicated the chair which he had politely moved forward on his visitor's entrance. "Won't your lordship sit down?" he said. The Earl accepted the invitation and looked from one man to the other. A sudden impression crossed his mind--never, he thought, were there two men from whom it was so difficult to get a word as these Chestermarkes--who had such a queer habit of staring in silence at one! "The--the housekeeper appears to have run away," he said haltingly. "That's--somewhat queer, isn't it?" "We understand Mrs. Carswell has left the house--and the town," replied Gabriel. "As to it's being queer--well, all this is queer!" "And--all of a piece!" remarked Joseph.