The Loudwater TragedySpeight, T. W. (Thomas Wilkinson)
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The Loudwater Tragedy
Speight, T. W. (Thomas Wilkinson)
Detective and mystery stories; English fiction -- 19th century; Murder -- Investigation -- Fiction
Phil still held firmly by his overnight determination to make a clean
breast of it to the Vicar at their interview on the morrow, and it was
so evidently the right thing to do that on no account would his mother
have breathed a syllable in any effort to dissuade him therefrom. In
the course of the afternoon the Vicar's note was delivered at the
Cottage, and after a first reading it seemed both to Phil and Mrs.
Winslade as if a brief providential breathing-space had been accorded
them. The evil day was only put off for a time; but it was a respite,
and they were grateful for it.
Further consideration of the note, however, made it evident that,
although the Vicar expressed a wish to defer the Monday's interview
till he should have had an opportunity of consulting his daughter,
that was no sufficient reason why Phil should take on himself to delay
his confession. Was it not, rather, his duty to tell everything to the
Vicar before the meeting in question took place? With the latter in
possession beforehand of all the facts of the case, it could not
afterwards be alleged that any unfair advantage had been taken of
either his or his daughter's ignorance of them. Clearly here also was
the right thing to do.
Next morning after breakfast--such a breakfast as either mother or son
had the appetite to partake of--Phil set out for the vestry. His
mother kissed him and bade him be of good cheer; her eyes were dry,
but there was a wistfulness in the smile with which she followed him
as he left the house which seemed to have its origin in emotions too
profound for tears. As it fell out, however, the Vicar and Phil were
not destined to meet that day. The latter, on reaching the vestry, was
told by Jabez Drew, the parish clerk, that "his reverence" had been
summoned from home by telegram and was not expected back till next
day. Now, Philip Winslade was due back in London at nine o'clock on
Tuesday morning. Evidently there was no help for it. He must defer
what he had to say till the Vicar should appoint a meeting at his own
time and place.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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