Detective and mystery stories; Embezzlement -- Fiction; England -- Fiction
"I went to York, and, along with the local solicitor, had a conversation
with Bennet, but to no purpose. I never saw such an impracticable man.
He seemed all the time in a state of suppressed rage and fury; indeed,
they hardly were suppressed. He is more like a caged tiger than a man."
"Does he know about father's condition?"
"No. I have kept it quiet, as I told you before. But I fear we cannot
keep it hid very long; it is bound to get out."
"Are you to see Bennet again soon?"
"I must, and he is pretty sure to ask why father has not come instead of
me. He asked me that last time, and he was very rude when I told him
father was too ill to go to York. I'll have to tell him the truth sooner
or later. What do you think?"
"I advise telling him the truth," said Gilbert. "Now, Ernie, there's one
thing I wish to ask you, and then I will go on with my packing. I did
not like to ask mother. Has she or Helen or any one heard how Miss
Thornton is?"
"All that I can tell you," replied Ernest, "is, I was told she had been
to see Bennet in prison. Neither mother nor Helen has heard from or of
her, I feel quite sure."
Gilbert sighed heavily, but said nothing.
Next day he was on board the _St. Louis_, and arrived, a week later, at
New York. On the pier he was met by the detective's correspondent, a
slim, sharp-faced man, called Matthews, who introduced himself.
"I have news for you, Mr. Eversleigh," said Matthews, after they had
exchanged a few words.
"Good news, I hope?" asked Gilbert.
"I reckon it is pretty good," was the reply. "James Russell, the man you
want, is living in St. Paul with his wife and child. His house is in a
poor quarter of the city, and he don't seem well off. He goes about
quite openly, too, as if he had nothing to fear--I mean he don't try and
hide himself. I have an agent in St. Paul, and what I've told you is
what he wired me; you can depend on it."
"This is indeed good news," said Gilbert, eagerly. "Now I must go on to
St. Paul. How long will it take me to get there?"
"Two days, more or less. You travel to Chicago first, and then on to St.
Paul. So you will go straight there? Have you any acquaintances or
friends in St. Paul?"
"I know no one there."
"Would you like a letter to my agent? He's as bright as a new dollar,
and as sharp as a needle."
"Much obliged to you; by all means give me a note to him. And now tell
me about the trains, please; I am quite a stranger here."
"D'you wish to leave to-day?"
"I hate to think of losing a minute needlessly," said Gilbert,
earnestly. "The matter is of the greatest importance."
"So I guessed," observed Matthews. "I'll do the best I can for you."
And he did. He made everything easy for Gilbert, so that the latter had
no difficulty in reaching St. Paul well within two days after his
arrival in New York.
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