The Heart of a MysterySpeight, T. W. (Thomas Wilkinson)
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The Heart of a Mystery
Speight, T. W. (Thomas Wilkinson)
English fiction -- 19th century; Mystery and detective stories
"You have seen the blood-stains on the floor of the office where you
and Mr. Brancker generally work; you have seen the marks inside the
drawer, and the smears outside; have you any knowledge whatever as to
how they came there?"
For a moment Ephraim's lips twitched curiously, but the answer when it
came was clear and distinct.
"I have no knowledge whatever on the point."
"Did you see or speak to the deceased at all last evening?"
"I neither saw him, nor spoke to him, after his departure for London
the previous forenoon."
"Then how do you know that he was at the Bank last evening?"
"Sweet, the night-watchman, told Mr. Brancker and me that he had
returned; and I saw that his office was lighted up when I left."
"We have been informed that you met Mr. Brancker accidentally about
half-past ten. Tell the jury what passed between you and him on that
occasion."
Witness having given him an account of the interview which tallied
with John's account, went on to say that after bidding Mr. Brancker
good-night, he walked as far as the newsroom, and after sitting there
for half an hour he went home to bed.
The Coroner had one more question to put.
"Can you tell the jury of your own knowledge how long Mr. Brancker
remained at the Bank after he left you for the purpose of fetching his
umbrella?"
Again there was a momentary hesitation before the answer came.
"I did not see Mr. Brancker again after leaving him," was the reply.
The Coroner dismissed him with a nod. Ephraim squeezed his way through
the crowd to a quiet corner, and there wiped his perspiring forehead,
and waited while his flurried nerves grew calm again.
Scarcely had Ephraim Judd resumed his seat before Mr. Edward Hazeldine
was seen shouldering his way through the crowd at the lower end of the
room. People made way for him readily, and he became at once the focus
of a hundred eyes. He looked very pale, but the hard, resolute
expression of his face was in nowise changed.
"I am sorry to have been obliged to send for you, Mr. Hazeldine," said
the Coroner, "but as you were one of the last persons who saw your
father alive, I shall require a little formal evidence from you in
order to complete the depositions, as far as it is possible to do so
today."
"I am entirely at your service," said Mr. Hazeldine, who was then
sworn in the usual way.
His evidence simply went to prove that deceased had seemed to be in
his usual health and spirits on his return from London the previous
evening; that he mentioned the fact of his having been to town to
obtain the requisite gold for the Bank's requirements on the morrow;
and that he also informed witness of his intention to work late at the
office.
"Pardon the question," said the Coroner, "but does it not strike you
as somewhat strange that Mrs. Hazeldine should not have noticed the
fact of her husband's non-arrival at home, and have been alarmed
thereby, and have at once caused inquiry to be made?"
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