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Through my memory at that moment there flashed the scene I had witnessed
in secret in the garden on that memorable night when I had detected this
man with his arm around Ella's waist, and I looked on in triumph at his
embarrassment.
"I am a friend of the family," he answered, with a calm, irritating
smile a moment later. "She has told me many of her secrets."
I knew from the expression upon his face that he lied. Was it not far
more likely that on that night when I had discovered them he was
uttering words of affection to her, and she, in return, had confessed
that she loved me?
"Are you aware whether Mr Deedes had any knowledge that the deceased was
his rival for Miss Laing's hand?" inquired the Coroner, adding,
self-apologetically, "I much regret being compelled to ask these
questions, for I am aware how painful it must be to the family."
"I believe he was utterly ignorant of it," Beck replied. "He regarded
Mr Ogle as his closest friend."
"A false one, to say the least," Dr Diplock observed in tones just
audible. Beck shrugged his shoulders, but did not reply.
The inquisitive foreman of the jury then commenced a series of clumsy,
impertinent questions, many of which the witness cleverly evaded. He
resented this man's cross-examination just as I had done, and during the
quarter of an hour's fencing with the tradesman no noteworthy fact was
elicited. The Coroner, seeing this, suddenly put an end to the
foreman's pertinacious efforts to draw from the Member of Parliament
further facts regarding home life at "The Nook," and called Dr Allenby.
The doctor, who had apparently had long experience of inquests, took the
oath in a business-like manner, and related the facts within his
knowledge clearly and succinctly, describing how I had summoned him, his
visit to "The Nook," and the appearance of the dead man.
"Have you made a _post-mortem_?" the Coroner asked, without looking up
from the notes he was making.
"I made an examination yesterday, in conjunction with Dr Engall. We
found no trace of disease, with the exception of a slight lung trouble
of recent date."
"Was it sufficient to cause death?"
"Certainly not; neither was the bruise upon the forehead, which had, no
doubt, been caused by the fall upon the gravel. The heart was perfectly
normal, and we failed utterly to detect anything that would result
fatally. The contents of the stomach have been analysed by Dr Adams, of
the Home Office, at the instigation of the police, I believe."
"Then, as far as you are concerned, you are unable to determine the
cause of death?"
"Quite. It is a mystery."
The next witness was a thin, white-haired, dapper little man, who, in
reply to questions, explained that he was analyst to the Home Office,
and had, at the request of the police, submitted the contents of the
deceased's stomach to analysis, the position of the hands pointing to a
slight suspicion of poison.
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