Detective and mystery stories; England -- Fiction; Murder -- Investigation -- Fiction
"Next day, as you know, I came down and played my part in the comedy,
Miss Baird. I saw the mark of the Purple Fern, and Ferdinand here told
me how he had stamped the dead body. I gave him back my cheque, and so
acted honourably. So that is all, unless," added Jerce, with
hesitation, "my love for you--my true and genuine love----"
"Oh, no, no," cried Clarice, with horror, and ran across to Anthony;
"have you got it written down? Then let that wretch sign it, and send
him out of the house."
"But the police ought to be told," said Ackworth, in a low voice.
"I say no," cried Clarice, stamping her foot. "I will tell you why at
a later period. Sign, Sir Daniel, sign, and rid this house of your
wicked presence."
Jerce looked at her gravely, then deliberately signed the paper on the
spot pointed out by Ackworth. Anthony and Clarke signed as witnesses,
and then the soldier handed the paper to Clarice, who thrust it into
her bosom. This having been done, she went to the window and opened
it. "Go!" she said to Sir Daniel.
"Surely, you will let me get my coat and hat," he said, quietly, and,
with a last look at her, he went into the hall. Shortly he appeared at
the door again. "Good-bye for ever," he said, in an unemotional voice.
"I'll go this way--by the front door. And to-morrow you shall hear of
my death."
"Unhappy man!" cried Clarke. "Do not add sin to sin----" But Jerce was
gone. He went out of the house, and into the gathering darkness of the
night--but not to the merciful death he designed for himself. As he
passed through the gate, Jane limped after him quietly, not barking as
was her custom. She seemed to know that her time had come. And so
Jerce, all unknowingly, went to his doom.
CHAPTER XXVI
NEMESIS
Hardly had Sir Daniel Jerce disappeared, when Clarice dropped like a
log to the ground. The strain had been too much for her, and for the
second time in her life she fainted. Anthony hastily summoned Mrs.
Rebson, and the poor girl was taken up to her room. Then Captain
Ackworth left the house. Business must go on, in spite of all untoward
events, and he was forced to return to Gattlinsands and to his duties.
But before leaving he told Mrs. Rebson that he would come over the
next day, and then addressed himself to Ferdy. "You had better remain
in the house," he said, coldly, "as it will be necessary for Clarice
and myself to arrange to-morrow about your future. You have escaped a
great danger, and everything must be made safe, for your sister's
sake."
"I can arrange my own future, thank you," said Ferdy, haughtily.
"You will do exactly what you are told," said Ackworth, stern and
unbending, "or else I shall inform the police."
"You would not dare--for Clarice's sake."
"For her sake I would dare. You have made her life miserable for
years, and I won't permit you to spoil it any longer. Also I wish to
avoid a public scandal. If Osip holds his tongue this may be done. But
my forbearance depends entirely upon your obeying orders."
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