The Middle of ThingsFletcher, J. S. (Joseph Smith)
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The Middle of Things
Fletcher, J. S. (Joseph Smith)
Detective and mystery stories
"You're going on the wrong tack, or I might," retorted Viner. "But you'll
know all in good time. Now, I ask you again--where's Ashton's purse? You
know as well as I do that when his clothing was examined, almost
immediately after his death, all his effects were gone--watch, chain,
rings, pocketbook, purse. If Hyde took the whole lot, do you think he
would ever have been such a consummate ass as to wait until next morning
to pawn that ring in Edgware Road? The idea is preposterous!"
"And why, pray?" demanded Drillford, obviously nettled at the turn which
the conversation was taking.
"I wonder your own common sense doesn't tell you," said Viner with
intentional directness. "If Hyde took everything from his victim, as
you say he did, he would have had a purse full of ready money. He could
have gone off to some respectable lodging-house. He could have put a
hundred miles between himself and London by breakfast-time. He would
have had ready money to last him for months. But--he was starving when
he went to the pawnbrokers! Hyde told you the truth--he never had
anything but that ring."
"Good!" muttered Felpham. "Good, Viner! That's one in the eye for you,
Drillford."
"Another thing that you're forgetting, Inspector," continued Viner: "I
suppose you attach some value to probabilities? Do you, as a sensible
man, believe for one moment that Hyde, placed in the position he is,
would be such a fool, such a suicidal fool, as to tell you about that
particular shed if he'd really hidden those things there? The mere idea
is absurd--ridiculous!"
"Good again, Viner!" said Felpham. "He wouldn't!"
Drillford, obviously ill-pleased, put the strongly-smelling paper and
the valuables which had been wrapped in it, back in the drawer and
turned the key.
"All very well talking and theorizing, Mr. Viner," he said sullenly. "We
know from his own lips that Hyde did spend the night in that shed. If he
didn't put these things there, who did?"
Viner gave him a steady look.
"The man who murdered and robbed Ashton!" he answered. "And that man was
not Hyde."
"You'll have that to prove," retorted Drillford, derisively. "I know what
a jury'll think with all this evidence before it!"
"We shall prove a good many things that'll surprise you," said Viner
quietly. "And you'll see, then, the foolishness of jumping at what seems
to be an obvious conclusion."
He motioned Felpham to follow, and going outside, turned in the direction
of the Harrow Road.
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