The Old Man in the CornerOrczy, Emmuska Orczy, Baroness
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The Old Man in the Corner
Orczy, Emmuska Orczy, Baroness
Detective and mystery stories, English
"Then Tremlett, Lady Donaldson's confidential maid, was called. Closely
examined by Crown Counsel, she gave an account of the ball at Charlotte
Square on the 23rd, and the wearing of the jewels by Miss Crawford on
that occasion.
"'I helped Miss Crawford on with the tiara over her hair,' she said;
'and my lady put the two necklaces round Miss Crawford's neck herself.
There were also some beautiful brooches, bracelets, and earrings. At
four o'clock in the morning when the ball was over, Miss Crawford
brought the jewels back to my lady's room. My lady had already gone to
bed, and I had put out the electric light, as I was going, too. There
was only one candle left in the room, close to the bed.
"'Miss Crawford took all the jewels off, and asked Lady Donaldson for
the key of the safe, so that she might put them away. My lady gave her
the key and said to me, "You can go to bed, Tremlett, you must be dead
tired." I was glad to go, for I could hardly stand up--I was so tired. I
said "Good night!" to my lady and also to Miss Crawford, who was busy
putting the jewels away. As I was going out of the room I heard Lady
Donaldson saying: "Have you managed it, my dear?" Miss Crawford said: "I
have put everything away very nicely."'
"In answer to Sir James Fenwick, Tremlett said that Lady Donaldson
always carried the key of her jewel safe on a ribbon round her neck, and
had done so the whole day preceding her death.
"'On the night of the 24th,' she continued, 'Lady Donaldson still seemed
rather tired, and went up to her room directly after dinner, and while
the family were still sitting in the dining-room. She made me dress her
hair, then she slipped on her dressing-gown and sat in the arm-chair
with a book. She told me that she then felt strangely uncomfortable and
nervous, and could not account for it.
"'However, she did not want me to sit with her, so I thought that the
best thing I could do was to tell Mr. David Graham that her ladyship did
not seem very cheerful. Her ladyship was so fond of Mr. David; it always
made her happy to have him with her. I then went to my room, and at
half-past eight Mr. David called me. He said: "Your mistress does seem a
little restless to-night. If I were you I would just go and listen at
her door in about an hour's time, and if she has not gone to bed I would
go in and stay with her until she has." At about ten o'clock I did as
Mr. David suggested, and listened at her ladyship's door. However, all
was quiet in the room, and, thinking her ladyship had gone to sleep, I
went back to bed.
"'The next morning at eight o'clock, when I took in my mistress's cup of
tea, I saw her lying on the floor, her poor dear face all purple and
distorted. I screamed, and the other servants came rushing along. Then
Mr. Graham had the door locked and sent for the doctor and the police.'
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