The magic casketFreeman, R. Austin (Richard Austin)
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The magic casket
Freeman, R. Austin (Richard Austin)
Detective and mystery stories, English; Short stories, English; Thorndyke, Doctor (Fictitious character) -- Fiction
“No, I didn’t. But I was rather sleepy and I wasn’t listening very
particular. Well, then I went to sleep and slept till about half-past
one, when some noise woke me. I was just getting up to see what it was
when I heard a tremendous bang, right overhead. I ran down and turned
the gas off at the main and then I got a fire extinguisher and ran up
to the laboratory. The place seemed to be all in a blaze, but it
wasn’t much of a fire after all, for by the time the fire engines
arrived I had got it practically out.”
The witness then described the state of the laboratory and the finding
of the body, but as this was already known to us, I passed on to the
evidence of the next witness, the superintendent of the fire brigade,
who had made a preliminary inspection of the premises. It was a
cautious statement and subject to the results of a further
examination; but clearly the officer was not satisfied as to the cause
of the outbreak. There seemed to have been two separate explosions,
one near a cupboard and another--apparently the second--in the
cupboard itself; and there seemed to be a burned track connecting the
two spots. This might have been accidental or it might have been
arranged. Witness did not think that the explosive was celluloid. It
seemed to be a high explosive of some kind. But further investigations
were being made.
The superintendent was followed by Mrs. Manford, whose evidence was
substantially similar to what she and Mr. Herdman had told us, and by
the police surgeon, whose description of the remains conveyed nothing
new to us. Finally, the inquest was adjourned for three weeks to allow
of further examination of the premises and the remains.
“Now,” I said, as I folded up the report, “I don’t see how you are
able to exclude suicide. If the explosion was arranged to occur when
Manford was in the laboratory, what object, other than suicide, can be
imagined?”
Thorndyke looked at me with an expression that I knew only too well.
“Is it impossible,” he asked, “to imagine that the object might have
been homicide?”
“But,” I objected, “there was no one there but Manford--after Bilsky
left.”
“Exactly,” he agreed, dryly; “after Bilsky left. But up to that time
there were two persons there.”
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