Detective and mystery stories, English; English fiction -- 20th century; Short stories, English
"Then one day Miss Shillington, still suffering from a cold in the
head, but otherwise very business-like and brisk, arrived at Scotland
Yard with the man--James Rose was his name--in tow. By what means
she had persuaded him to speak the truth at last no one ever knew,
but in a tremulous voice and shaken with nervousness, he did tell
what he swore to be the truth. 'I must 'ave dropped to sleep in the
dining-room,' he said. 'I was very tired that evening, and I
remember after I 'ad cleared supper away I just felt as 'ow I
couldn't stand on my legs any longer, and I sat down in an armchair
and must 'ave dozed off. What woke me was the front-door bell which
rings in the 'all as well as in the basement. I looked at the clock,
it was past midnight. Captain forgot 'is key, that's what I thought.
Lucky I 'adn't gone to bed, or I should never 'ave 'eard 'im. Funny
'is forgetting 'is key, I thought. Never done such a thing before, I
thought, and went to open the door for 'im. But it wasn't the
Captain,' Rose went on, his voice getting more and more husky as no
doubt he realised the deadly importance of what he was about to say.
'No, it wasn't the Captain,' he reiterated, and shook his head in a
doleful manner.
"'Who was it?' the Inspector demanded.
"'The young gentleman who sometimes came to the 'ouse,' Rose repeated
under his breath. 'Mr. 'Enery Buckley it was, sir. Yes, Mr. 'Enery,
that's 'oo it was.'
"'What did he say?' Rose was asked.
"''E asked if the Captain was in, and I said no, not as I knew, but I
would go and see. So up I went to the Captain's room and saw 'e
wasn't there. Not yet. And I told Mr. 'Enery so when I came down
again.'
"'Then what happened?'
"'Mr. 'Enery 'e told me that 'e wouldn't wait and that I was to tell
the Captain 'e 'ad called, and that 'e would call again in 'arf an
hour. I said that I was going to bed and I wouldn't probably see the
Captain. 'E might be ever so late. Then Mr. 'Enery 'e just said,
"Very good," and "Never mind," and "Good-night, Rose," 'e said, and
then I let 'im out.'
"'Well? And what happened after that?'
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