Detective and mystery stories; London (England) -- Fiction; Murder -- Investigation -- Fiction
"Well, she did tell me that Mr. O'Neil had made tracks," interrupted
Natty, calmly, "but she did not mention that he was Lancaster."
Eustace stopped and looked hard at his companion. "You recognised him,
then, Denham?"
"No. I was sold--completely sold, though I knew Lancaster's looks well
enough to spot him. His disguise was very clever, so I got sent up.
Miss Berry told me."
"I thought as much," replied Eustace, with a shrug. "She said she
would say nothing about the matter, and of course she did."
"She told Berry, and I was in the room. And then--" Denham clenched
his fist and looked angry. "They wanted me to play the spy," he burst
out; "but don't you think I'm down here for that purpose. I've given
those two the chuck."
"Why did they wish you to play the spy?" asked Eustace, quietly.
"Well, you see, I come into money when I'm twenty-five. Not from my
father. He was rich, but spent nearly all he had. He left me with
enough to get along on without working, anyhow. But I was told by
Berry, who is my guardian, as you know, that I might inherit a
million. He would not give me particulars, saying he would engineer
the job. That's what brought me over here. Now, it seems that to get
this money, Lancaster has to be found, that he may give evidence. He
has some papers which prove that I am entitled to the fortune. And
Berry, hang, him! asked me to hunt him down."
This statement was a very ingenious one on the part of the Captain, as
it simply set forth that Frank was wanted for a reasonable purpose.
Jarman could not conjecture why Natty should be angered.
"I can't see that in searching for Lancaster you are playing the spy."
Denham looked surprised. "Why, you know that Lancaster was with you.
Miss Berry came down, having discovered it somehow."
"Did she tell you in what way?" asked Eustace, quickly.
"No. I guess she never says more than is needful. But she saw you, and
heard that Frank Lancaster had skipped. Then Berry said that he was
certain you knew the whereabouts of the fellow, and asked me to come
down and try to get the truth from you. That's what I call acting a
spy. Well, I am here, and I came to tell you this."
"I am much obliged to you, Denham. I suppose it is in order to prove
your right to this fortune that Berry offered the reward?"
"He said as much," replied the young man, "but I pointed out that if
Lancaster were to come forward he might be hanged, and that no fellow
could be expected to be such a fool. Upon my word!" said Denham,
walking and talking very fast, "I believe for some reason that Berry
wants the poor chap lynched."
"I think so too," admitted Jarman, much to Natty's surprise.
"Then you don't like Berry?"
"No, and I don't like Miss Berry. I know too much about both. It's a
pity, Denham--since we are now confidential--that you are with these
people."
"Well, I guess Banjo Berry was a friend of my father's, and I was
handed over to him as a ward. I never liked him particularly, nor his
niece either."
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