Bathurst, Anthony (Fictitious character) -- Fiction; Detective and mystery stories; England -- Fiction
“Good—I was expecting you to say that. Now tell me this. Was the Crown
Prince of Clorania present?” Mr. Bathurst watched him keenly and
carefully. So much depended upon the exact terms of the answer. It
came quickly.
“I have always understood so! His Royal Highness preserved his
‘incognito,’ it is true, but as far as I know he was most certainly
there.”
“Did you speak to him?”
“Of course. Most assuredly. I was introduced to him by Desmond
Carruthers.”
“I see. Please think carefully. For this question is most important.
Did you at any time during the evening of the ball see the Crown
Prince in conversation with or dancing with Sheila Delaney?”
The Lord Lieutenant knitted his brows. Then he began to shake his head
negatively. “No—I can’t remember that. Sheila at that time was flying
round with young Alan Warburton. I can distinctly remember _him_ being
there. No! I can’t remember her with the Crown Prince.”
“Thank you. You mentioned Alan Warburton. I’ve had the pleasure of
meeting him. I understand that there was a likelihood once, we will
say, of an engagement between him and Miss Delaney?”
“That is so, most certainly!”
“Now Sir Matthew—can you tell me this? Did the Westhampton Hunt Ball
that we have been discussing coincide pretty closely with the ‘Mutual
Bank’ scandal and the arrest and suicide of Sir Felix Warburton? Can
you tell me that?”
“It did, Mr. Bathurst,” replied Sir Matthew grimly. “Not merely
‘pretty closely’ but absolutely. Sir Felix committed suicide on the
very day that the ball took place.”
“Thank you,” said Mr. Bathurst. “I rather fancy that my case is nearly
complete.”
Chapter XXII
Gallant Mr. Bathurst
He rose. Sir Matthew Fullgarney’s face was a strange mixture of
mystification and inclination towards asperity.
“Really,” he volunteered with a stiff pomposity. “I don’t quite
understand——”
Mr. Bathurst smiled. “But I am inclined to linger with your
permission, Sir Matthew, for a moment or two longer. I am sure you
will do everything in your power to help me. That fact you have
already demonstrated. I have heard much of Lady Fullgarney. I take it
she accompanied you upon the occasion of the Hunt Ball?”
“Of course. I am not the kind of man to—but I don’t quite see——”
“Ladies have proverbially brighter and keener eyes than we men, Sir
Matthew. As we discover sometimes to our cost. It has just occurred to
me that Lady Fullgarney might possibly be able to confirm or even
supplement what you have just told me concerning the ball. It would
strengthen my case considerably.” He smiled sweetly.
“Very well,” responded Sir Matthew sulkily. “To please you, I will
send for her.” He rang the bell. “Ask Lady Fullgarney to come to me,
Warren, will you? Tell her that Mr. Anthony Bathurst has arrived and
is now with me.”
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