Detective and mystery stories; England -- Fiction; Murder -- Investigation -- Fiction
The washerwoman arrived on her usual day, and Claudia managed to
attend to the sorting of the clean linen herself. As there was no time
to be lost and the kitchen was empty for the time being, Claudia put a
point-blank question. "Do you know where Mrs. Vence is to be found?"
she-asked abruptly.
Mrs. Mellin stared. "Lor' bless my soul, miss, 'ow should I know?"
"I thought Mrs. Vence might have told you where she was going when she
left Hedgerton."
"Well, she never did, miss. I didn't 'ave much truck with Mrs. Vence,
for Neddy took the washing to the 'ouse and brought it back again.
Never did I set eyes on that ole woman, 'cept I saw 'er in the
distance at the inquest. An' may I be so bold, miss, as to know why
you was so wishful to find 'er?"
Claudia was quite prepared for this leading question, and saw no
reason for making a secret of her intentions. "Well, you know, Mrs.
Mellin, I was engaged to marry Sir Hector, when it appeared that his
wife was already--I mean, still in existence."
"An' a good thing she turned up, miss," said Mrs. Mellin, with
dignity, "else a wicked case of bigamy would 'ave bin in the papers,
my sister Laura not bein' a lamb to lie down quiet-like.
"Well, then," pursued Claudia, when she was allowed to speak, "I
naturally feel that the assassin of Sir Hector should be captured and
punished. It struck me that Mrs. Vence may know."
"Lor' bless me, miss, she said all she could say at the inquest."
"Ah, but did she? That is what I wish to find out, Mrs. Mellin.
However if you don't know her address--"
"I really don't, miss," interrupted the washerwoman; "but Laura might
know."
"Lady Wyke?"
"My sister, miss. Lor to think as I should be connected with the
gentry. Long may they live in the land. Not as Laura's proud, she
'avin' proved otherwise by comin' to me, who am 'er own born relative,
an' taking Neddy in 'and. Yuss, miss. Laura might know, as she 'unted
up Mrs. Vence arter the inquest to 'ear what she'd to say concernin'
the tragidy. It ain t much use you seein' Mrs. Vence, miss, if I may
be so bold as to say so. Laura didn't find nothin' to 'elp catch the
gory villain who bolted on the bike, so I don't expect as you'll git
anythin' out of 'er."
"All the same if you can get the address I should be glad."
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