The Mystery of M. Felix. Farjeon Benjamin Leopold

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      "'I didn't see it, sir.'

      "'You could not swear it was not here?'

      "'I shouldn't like to, sir.'

      "'The probability, however, is that it had gone when the door was forced open?'

      "'Yes, sir.'

      "'The police could scarcely take it away without your knowledge?'

      "'They'd 'ave been clever to do it.'

      "'Had they done so, they would certainly have been exceeding their duties. Now, do not answer the questions I put to you too quickly. Were you in these rooms on the day before M. Felix's death?'

      "'I were, sir.'

      "'Was the desk here then?'

      "'It were; I can swear to that.'

      "'You saw it with your own eyes?'

      "'I couldn't see it with no others,' replied Mrs. Middlemore, smirking, in approval of her small wit.

      "'Of course, you could not. Is there any particular reason why you are so positive of this?'

      "'Well, sir, Mr. Felix wanted something, and rung for me; and when I come into the room he was sitting at this table with the desk open before him, and all the papers scattered about.'

      "'That fixes it. Did he seem to be searching for, or examining with more than usual interest, any special document?'

      "'He seemed flustered and excited, sir. I can't say no more than that.'

      "'He was not generally of an excitable temperament?'

      "'Not at all. He was easy going, and always with a pleasant word.'

      "'A model man. I observe that you call him Mr. and not Monsieur?'

      "'I can't bring myself to foreign languages, sir. My tongue gits into a knot.'

      "'He was a foreigner, I suppose?'

      "'I suppose so, sir. I ain't the best of judges.'

      "'A Frenchman?'

      "'So I thought, sir.'

      "'Or an Italian?'

      "'Perhaps, sir,' said Mrs. Middlemore, wavering.

      "'Or a Spaniard?'

      "'Perhaps, sir,' said Mrs. Middlemore, growing more undecided.

      "'Or a Russian?'

      "'How can I say, sir?' said Mrs. Middlemore, now quite at sea as to M. Felix's nationality.

      "'He spoke the English language well?'

      "'As well as me, sir.'

      "'So that, after all, he might have been an Englishman?'

      "'He might,' said Mrs. Middlemore, declining to commit herself, 'and he mightn't.'

      "Our reporter did not press the point, as to which Mrs. Middlemore had evidently disclosed all she knew.

      "'If we could find the missing desk, Mrs. Middlemore, it might throw a light upon the mystery.'

      "Again did Mrs. Middlemore decline to commit herself; again did she answer, 'It might, and it mightn't, sir.'

      "'I presume there was nothing in the desk that attracted your attention besides the papers?'

      "'Only one thing, sir-a curious sort of knife.'

      "'A paper knife, most likely.'

      "'It was more like a dagger,' said Mrs. Middlemore. 'It 'ad a 'andle like a twisted snake, with a' open mouth and a colored stone in its eye. It 'ad a sharp pint, too?'

      "'How did you become aware of that? Did you ever try it?'

      "'Not me, sir; but once I come in when Mr. Felix 'ad it in 'is 'and, playing with it, and all at once he dropped it like a 'ot pertater. He pricked 'isself with it, and there was blood on 'is 'and.'

      "'You have furnished me with a valuable piece of evidence, Mrs. Middlemore. Papers are easily burnt, and a desk broken up and destroyed. It would not be so easy to get rid of that knife, which, from your description, must be a foreign dagger, and the identification of which would be a simple matter. For instance, you could swear to it, and so could I, who have never seen it.'

      "'Anybody could swear to it, sir; it couldn't be mistook.'

      "'Did M. Felix keep this dagger always in his desk?'

      "'I should say he did, sir. I never saw it laying about loose, and never saw it at all unless the desk was open.'

      "'Did you see it on the last occasion you saw the desk open, a few hours before M. Felix's death?'

      "'Yes, sir, it was among 'is papers.'

      "'Have you any suspicion, Mrs. Middlemore, who at this present moment has possession of the desk and the dagger?'

      "'Not the least, sir. 'Ave you?'

      "'I have. A suspicion amounting to a certainty. Have you forgotten the man with a red handkerchief round his neck who escaped from the house on the night of the eventful discovery?'

      "'I'm not likely to forget 'im,' said Mrs. Middlemore, and then added, in an excited tone, 'do you think it was 'im as took it?'

      "'Him, and no other. Now we arrive at the motive of his visit; it was robbery. Not a vulgar robbery such as an ordinary thief would have committed, but one of a particular nature, and committed with a knowledge that M. Felix's Indian desk contained a secret or secrets of value, which no doubt he could turn to good account. We are getting on, Mrs. Middlemore, we are getting on,' said our reporter, rubbing his hands in satisfaction. 'In these affairs there is nothing like patience.'

      "'You're as good as a detective, sir,' said Mrs. Middlemore, 'and you've got the patience of Job. You won't mind my saying that I've thought lots of your questions foolish, and only put for the sake of saying something. I don't think so now, sir.'

      "'Thank you for the compliment. I assure you I have not asked you one idle question. Recall to mind whether the man with the red handkerchief round his neck carried anything away with him that looked like a desk as he escaped from the house.'

      "'I don't believe, sir,' said Mrs. Middlemore, with evident reluctance, 'as that will ever be known.'

      "'Oh, yes, it will. Answer my question.'

      "'I didn't notice nothing,' replied Mrs. Middlemore.

      "We pause a moment here to observe that it was these reserved replies, when any question relating to this man was asked, as well as the conflicting testimony of the constables Wigg and Nightingale, that led us to the conclusion, already recorded, that the precise truth was not revealed as to which one of the three witnesses actually saw the man. Having committed themselves to a certain statement for the purpose of exonerating the constables from official blame, they could not afterward contradict themselves, because such a contradiction would have thrown grave СКАЧАТЬ