The Doctor didn’t make his whole story public till the inquest. They said afterward the police knew it, but it was his policy to say little and keep quiet in Mapleshade. What we in the village did know—partly from the papers, partly from people—was that after the message from Mrs. Fowler saying Sylvia had eloped, he told Mrs. Dalzell he would have to leave, having been called away to an important case. When the Dalzells’ chauffeur brought his car round he asked the man several questions about the shortest way to get to the turnpike. The chauffeur told him that the best traveling would be by the Riven Rock Road, which he would have to go to the Junction to get. The Doctor left the Dalzells’ at a little after eight, alone in his car. He reached the Junction about eight-thirty-five, a few minutes after the train from Longwood had arrived. On the platform he spoke to Clark, asking him how to get to the Riven Rock Road. Clark gave him the directions, then saw him disappear round the station building. Neither Clark nor anyone at the Junction—there were very few there at that hour—saw him leave in his car, though they heard the honk of the auto horn. But it was Jack Reddy’s movements that everybody was most interested in. There was no secret about them. Sunday at lunch he told Gilsey that he was going away for a trip for a few days. If he stayed longer than he expected he’d wire back for his things, but, as it was, he’d only want his small auto trunk, which he’d take with him. When Mrs. Gilsey was packing this he joked her about having a good time while he was gone, and she told him that, as there’d be no dinner that night, she and Gilsey’d go over to a neighbor’s, take supper there and spend the evening. After that he asked Casey, the chauffeur, to have the racing car brought round at five, to see that the tank was full, a footwarmer in it and the heaviest rugs and a drum of gasoline, as he was going on a long trip. At five he left Firehill in the racer. At a quarter to seven two boys saw him pass the Longwood Station in the direction of Maple Lane. He said he came back through the outskirts of the village at seven-thirty, but no one could be found who had seen him. After he left Firehill the Gilseys cleared up and walked across the fields to the Jaycocks’ farm, where they spent the evening, coming home at ten and finding the house dark and quiet. Casey went to another neighbor’s, where he stayed till midnight, playing cards.