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THE BISHOP'S SECRET von FERGUS HUME (1900).

KAPITEL XVIII - DER KAPLAN AUF DEM KRIEGSPFAD ...
Miss Wichellos offenes Eingeständnis, dass sie die Leichenhalle besucht hatte, verwirrte Mr. Cargrim ziemlich. Ausgehend von der Sache mit dem Schleier hatte er vermutet, dass sie nicht wünschte, dass ihr Gang dorthin bekannt wurde, wobei ihr Verhalten höchst verdächtig erschien, da sie nichts über Jentham oder den Mord an Jentham wissen sollte. Aber ihre bereitwillige Bestätigung der Tatsache zeigte offenbar, dass sie nichts zu verheimlichen hatte. Trotz all seines Scharfsinns vermutete Cargrim nicht, dass Miss Whichello von zwei Übeln das kleinere gewählt hatte. In Wahrheit wünschte sie nicht, dass ihr Besuch in der Leichenhalle bekannt wurde, aber als Mrs. Pansey dessen gewahr wurde, befand sie es für klüger, jeden möglichen Schaden zu beseitigen, den diese Dame verursachen könnte, indem sie versicherte, dass die ursprüngliche Aussage wahr sei. Diese Aufrichtigkeit würde Mrs. Pansey den Wind aus den Segeln nehmen und sie daran hindern, eine zugegebene Tatsache in eine Erfindung von angedeuteter Boshaftigkeit zu verzerren. Außerdem war Miss Whichello darauf vorbereitet, Cargrim einen hinreichenden Grund für ihren Besuch zu nennen, damit er keinen erfinden könnte. Nur durch ein so offenes Vorgehen konnte sie das Geheimnis ihrer Bekanntschaft mit dem Toten vor dreißig Jahren bewahren. Normalerweise hasste die kleine, alte Frau Ausflüchte, aber in diesem Fall lag ihre einzige Chance der Sicherheit darin, Pansey, Cargrim und Begleitung mit ihren eigenen Waffen zu schlagen. Und wer kann sagen, dass sie falsch handelte?
"Ja, Mr. Cargrim" , wiederholte sie und schaute ihm direkt ins Gesicht, " Mrs. Pansey hat recht. Ich war in der Leichenhalle, um die Leiche des Mannes Jentham zu sehen. Ich nehme an - Sie und Mrs Pansey - fragen sich warum ich das gemacht habe?
"Oh, meine liebe Frau!" protestierte der verlegene Kaplan, "auf keinen Fall. Dieses Wissen ist nicht unsere Sache - das heißt, es ist nicht meine Sache.
"Doch Sie haben es zu Ihrer Sache gemacht!" stellte Miss Whichello trocken fest, sonst hätten Sie mich kaum über die ungerechtfertigten Bemerkungen Mrs. Panseys zu meinen Privatangelegenheiten informiert. Nun, Mr. Cargrim, ich nehme an, Sie wissen, dass dieser Landstreicher meine Nichte auf der Straße angegriffen hat.
'Ja, Miss Whichello, das weiß ich.
"Sehr gut. Da ich der Meinung war, dass der Mann eine gefährliche Person war, dachte ich, dass er gezwungen werden sollte, Beorminster zu verlassen. Deshalb ging ich in der Nacht, in der Sie mich getroffen haben, zum Derby Winner, um -."
" Um Mrs. Mosk zu sehen!" unterbrach Cargrim sanft und hoffte, sie in die Falle zu locken.
'Um Mrs Mosk und Jentham zu sehen. Ich wollte ihm sagen, dass ich die Polizei über seinen Angriff auf Miss Arden informieren würde, sollte er Beorminster nicht sofort verlassen. Da ich ihm die Chance geben wollte, sein Verhalten zu ändern, hatte ich auch vor, ihm eine kleine Summe für seine sofortige Abreise zukommen lassen. In dieser Nacht habe ich ihn aber nicht gesehen, weil er zum Zigeunerlager hinübergegangen war. ... Als ich hörte, dass er tot sei, konnte ich es kaum glauben, deshalb besuchte ich die Leichenhalle und die Leiche, um meinen Geist zu besänftigen und mich selbst zu beruhigen, dass Mab in keiner weiten Gefahr durch ihre Unverfrorenheit war, wenn sie hinausginge. Das war der einzige Grund für meinen Besuch, Mr Cargrim; und da es mich allein betraf, trug ich einen Schleier, um keinen Kommentar auszulösen. Es scheint so, dass ich falsch lag, da Mrs Pansey über mich gesprochen hat. Ich hoffe jedoch, dass Sie ihr Gemüt beruhigen können, indem Sie ihr erzählen, was ich Ihnen gesagt habe.
'Wirklich, meine liebe Miss Whichello, Sie sind sehr streng; Ich versichere Ihnen, dass die ganze Erklärung unnötig ist.
'Nicht, weil Mrs Pansey so eine giftige Zunge hat, Mr Cargrim. Sie ist durchaus in der Lage, meinen harmlosen Wunsch, mich zu vergewissern, dass Mab vor diesem Mann sicher war, mit irgendeiner seltsamen Behauptung ohne ein Fünkchen Wahrheit darin zu verdrehen. Ich sollte nicht überrascht sein, wenn Mrs. Pansey Ihnen gegenüber angedeutet hätte, dass ich diese Kreatur getötet hätte.
Da dies genau das war, was die Witwe des Erzdiakons getan hatte, fühlte sich Cargrim angesichts der Schärfe von Miss Whichellos berechtigter Empörung schrecklich unwohl. Er wurde rot, lächelte kläglich und murmelte eine schwache Entschuldigung; all das sah und hörte Miss Whichello mit höchster Verachtung. Mr. Cargrim war durch seinen späten Tratsch in ihrer Meinung gesunken, und sie wollte ihn nicht ohne scharfe Rüge für sein haltloses Geschwätz entassen. Nachdem sie sein Gemurmel abgeschnitten hatte, fuhr sie fort alle weiteren Berichte, die er oder Frau Pansey im Zusammenhang mit dem Mord verbreiten könnten, im Keim zu ersticken, indem sie viel mehr als nötig erklärte.
"Und wenn Mrs. Pansey hören sollte, dass Captain Pendle am Sonntagabend in Southberry Heath war", fuhr sie fort,"dann hoffe ich, dass sie ihn nicht beschuldigt, den Mann erschossen zu haben, obwohl sie, wie ich weiß, und wie Sie ebenfalls wissen, Mr. Cargrim, durchaus dazu fähig ist.
"War Captain Pendle auf Southberry Heath?" fragte Cargrim, der sich mit dieser Tatsache schon angefreundet hatte, obwohl er es nicht für notwendig erachtete, es Miss Whichello so zu erzählen. "Was Sie nicht sagen?...
"Ja, er war es! Er ist zum Zigeunerlager geritten um einen Verlobungsring von Mother Jael für Miss Arden zu kaufen. Dieser Ring ist nun an ihrem Finger.
"So ist Miss Arden mit Captain Pendle verlobt", sprudelte es aus Cargrim heraus. "Ich gratuliere Ihnen, ihr und ihm.
"Danke, Mr. Cargrim", sagte Miss Whichello steif.
Ich vermute, Captain Pendle sah nichts von Jentham im Zigeunerlager?
"Nein! Er sah den Mann an diesem Abend überhaupt nicht.
"Hörte er den abgefeuerten Schuss?
"Natürlich nicht!" schrie Miss Whichello zornig. "Wie hätte er ihn bei dem Krach des Sturms hören können? Sie könnten genauso fragen, ob der Bischof es tat; er war in jener Nacht in Southberry Heath.
"Oh ja, aber er hörte nichts, gnädige Frau; er sagte es mir.
"Sie scheinen sehr an diesem Mord interessiert zu sein, Mr. Cargrim," sagte die kleine Lady mit einem wachen Blick.
"Natürlich, jeder in Beorminster ist daran interessiert. Ich hoffe, der Verbrecher wird gefasst werden."
"Das hoffe ich auch; wissen Sie wer es ist?"
"Ich? liebe, gnädige Frau, wie sollte ich das wissen?"
" Ich dachte, Mrs. Pansey könnte es Ihnen gesagt haben!" sagte Miss Whichello kaltblütig. "Sie weiß alles, was vor sich geht, und ziemlich viel von dem, was nicht passiert. Aber Sie können ihr sagen, dass Captain Pendle und ich unschuldig sind, obwohl ich das Totenhaus besucht habe und obwohl er in Southberry Heath war, als das Verbrechen begangen wurde.
"Sie sind sehr streng, gute Frau!" sagte Cargrim, indem er sich zum Gehen erhob, weil er bestrebt war, sich aus der sehr unbehaglichen und würdelosen Lage zu befreien.
"Salomon war noch strenger, Mr. Cargrim. Er sagte:" Brennende Lippen und ein boshaftes Herz sind wie ein irdenes Gefäß, das mit silberner Schlacke bedeckt ist." Ich stelle mir vor, dass es damals Mrs.Panseys gab, Mr. Cargrim.
Angesichts dieser Möglichkeiten Salomos trat Mr.Cargrim einen hastigen Rückzug an. Alles in allem war Miss Whichello zu viel für ihn; und das erste Mal in seinem Leben war er hilflos, wie er seine Niederlage kommentieren solle. Erst als er in Tinklers Büro war, fand er sein Gefühl der Überlegenheit wieder Mit einem Mann - besonders mit einem sozial niedriger gestellten -konnte er handeln, fühlte er; aber wer kann sich gegen die Zunge einer Frau behaupten? Sie ist ihr Schwert und Schild; ihr Mund ist ihr Bogen; ihre Worte sind die Pfeile; und der Mann, der hofft, einem solchen Arsenal an tödlichen Waffen standzuhalten, ist ein extrafeiner Idiot. Cargrim, der keiner war, war davon gelaufen; aber in seinem Zorn darüber gzwungen zu sein, die Flucht anzutreten, übertraf er fast Mrs. Pansey dabei, die Ursache davon zu hassen. Miss Whichello hatte sicherlich einen Sieg errungen, aber sie hatte sich auch einen Feind gemacht.
"Also ist die Untersuchung beendet, Herr Inspektor", sagte der zerzauste Cargrim und glättete seine Federn.
"Aus und vorbei, Sir, und die Leiche ist jetzt sechs Fuß unter der Erde.
"Ein trauriges Ende, Mr. Inspector, und ein trauriges Leben. Ein Wanderer auf der Erde sein; als Sünder gewaltsam beseitigt werden; begraben auf Kosten einer fremden Gemeinde; was ein Schicksal für einen getauften Christen.
"Übernehmen Sie das nicht, Mr. Cargrim, Sir!" sagte Tinkler verbissen. "Da war herzlich wenig Religion an Jentham, und er wurde in einer viel besseren Art und Weise beerdigt, als er es verdiente, und auch nicht von der Gemeinde."
Cargrim schaute plötzlich auf auf. "Wer bezahlte dann für seine Beerdigung?
"Eine wohltätige Da-Person, mein Herr, deren Name ich auf ihren eigenen Wunsch hin nicht die Freiheit habe zu nennen.
"Auf ihren eigenen Wunsch," sagte der Kaplan, der Tinklers Ausrutscher bemerkt hatte und mit sagenhafter Geschwindigkeit Eins und Eins zusammenzählte. "Ah, Miss Whichello ist freilich eine gute Frau.
"Wussten Sie- wissen Sie- sind sie darüber informiert, dass Miss Whichelli ihn beerdigte, mein Herr?" stammelte der Inspektor, deutlich erstaunt.
"Ich bin gerade von ihrem Haus gekommen", antwortete Cargrim und bejahte stillschweigend die Frage.
"Gut, sie bat mich, es niemandem zu erzählen, mein Herr; aber da sie es Ihnen erzählt hat, denke ich, ich kann Ihnen sagen, dass sie diesen Leichnam mit hohen Kosten beerdigt hat.
"Es ist nicht verwunderlich, dass sie sich für die unglückliche Kreatur interessiert hat", sagte Cargrim und tastete sich vorsichtig in seine Richtung voran. "Ich vertraue darauf, dass der Anblick seiner Leiche in der Leichenhalle ihre Nerven nicht angegriffen hat."
"Sagte sie Ihnen, dass sie die Leichenhalle besuchte?" fragte Tinkler, und seine Augen wurden größer über das Ausmaß der Informationen des Kaplans.
"Natürlich hat sie das." antwortete Cargrim und das enthielt mehr Wahrheit als die meisten seiner Anmerkungen.
Tinkler schlug knallend mit schwerer Faust auf seinen Schreibtisch. "Dann bin ich gesegnet, Mr. Cargrim, Sir, wenn ich begreifen kann, was sie meinte, als sie mich bat, den Mund zu halten."
"Ach, Herr Inspektor, die gute Dame ist eine von diesen seltenen Seelen, die 'heimlich Gutes tun und sich dafür schämen, Anerkennung zu ernten'."
"Es scheint irgendwie albern, so vorzugehen, Sir!"
"Wir sind nicht alle seltene Seelen, Tinkler."
"Ich weiß nicht, wie die Welt sein würde, wenn wir es wären, Mr. Cargrim, Sir. Aber Miss Whichello schien so ängstlich, dass ich meinen Mund über den Besuch und das Begräbnis halten sollte, dass ich nicht verstehen kann, warum sie darüber zu Ihnen oder zu irgendjemandem sprach."
"Ich kann mir ihre Gründe für solch unnötige Geheimhaltung nicht erklären, Inspektor; außer, wenn sie wünscht, dass der Mörder entdeckt wird."
"Nun, sie kann nichts Erhellendes über ihn beitragen", sagte Tinkler mit Nachdruck, "weil, alles was sie über Jentham wusste, war, dass er dreißig Jahre alt war."
Cargrim konnte angesichts dieser unerwarteten Information kaum ein Zucken unterdrücken. Also wusste Miss Whichello doch etwas über den toten Mann; und zweifellos hatte ihre Verbindung zu Jentham etwas mit dem Geheimnis des Bischofs zu tun. Cargrim hatte das Gefühl, dass er kurz vor einer wichtigen Entdeckung stand; da Tinkler annahm, dass Miss Whichello den Kaplan zum Vertrauten gemacht hatte, plapperte er arglos weiter, ohne zu ahnen, dass sein aufmerksamer Zuhörer ihn niederträchtig ausnutzte. Das Achselzucken, mit dem Cargrim seine letzte Bemerkung kommentierte, ließ Tinkler weiterreden.
"Abgesehen davon!" sagte er überschwänglich: " Was weiß Miss Whichello? Nur, dass der Mann vor 30 Jahren ein Geiger war und dass er sich Amaru nannte. Diese Details werfen kein Licht auf den Mord, Mr. Cargrim, Sir.
Der Kaplan vermerkte gedanklich Jenthams früheren Namen und Beruf und schüttelte seinen Kopf. "Solche Informationen sind absolut nutzlos", sagte er ernst, " und die Leute, mit denen Amaru alias Jentham damals verkehrte, sind zweifellos heute tot.
" Nun, Miss Whichello erwähnte keinen seiner Freunde, Sir, aber ich wage zu sagen, es würde nicht viel nützen, wenn sie es getan hätte. Außer den früheren Namen und das Geschäft des Mannes als Geiger hat sie mir nichts erzählt. Ich vermute, Sir, sie hat Ihnen wahrscheinlich nichts erzählt, was uns helfen könnte?
"Nein! Ich glaube nicht, dass die Vergangenheit der Gegenwart helfen kann, Mr. Tinkler. Aber was ist Ihre ehrliche Meinung über diesen Fall?
"Ich denke, es ist ein Geheimnis, Mr. Cargrim, Sir, und wahrscheinlich bleibt es eines.
" Sie rechnen nicht damit, dass der Mörder gefunden wird?"
"Nein!" erwiderte der Inspektor schroff. "Tu ich nicht."
" Kann Mosk, bei dem Jentham logierte, Sie nicht erhellen?
Tinkler schüttelte seinen Kopf. "Mosk sagte, dass Jentham ihm Geld schuldete und verprochen hatte, diese Woche zu bezahlen; aber ich glaube, das war alles Blödsinn."
"Aber Jentham könnte erwartet haben, Geld zu bekommen, Inspektor?"
" Nicht er, Mr Cargrim, Sir. Er kannte hier niemanden, der ihm einen Pfifferling geliehen oder gegeben hätte. Er hatte kein Geld bei sich, als sein Leichnam gefunden wurde!"
"Die Leiche war schon bestohlen worden!"
"Oh ja, die Leiche wurde tatsächlich ausgeraubt, weil wir die Taschen nach außen gedreht vorfanden. Doch der Mörder nahm nur den Mist, den so ein Vagabund wahrscheinlich bei sich trägt.
"Sind irgendwelche Papiere genommen worden, was meinen Sie, Inspektor?"
"Papiere!" wiederholte Tinkler und kratzte seinen Kopf. "Was für Papiere?"
"Nun!" sagte Cargrim und vermied eine echte Erklärung, "Papiere, die wahrscheinlich seinen wirklichen Namen zum Vorschein bringen und den Grund seines Besuchs in Beorminster."
"Ich glaube nicht, dass es irgendwelche Papiere gegeben haben könnte, Mr.Cargrim, Sir. Wenn welche da gewesen wären, hätten wir sie gefunden. Der Mörder hätte keinen solchen Ballast genommen."
"Aber warum wurde der Mann ermordet?" beharrte der Kaplan.
"Er wurde im Streit getötet", sagte Tinkler entschieden, "das ist meine Annahme. Mutter Jael sagt, dass er angetrunken war, als er das Lager verließ, deshalb meine ich, er traf ein paar Arbeiter, die sich mit ihm stritten und ihre Pistole benutzten."
"Aber ist es wahrscheinlich, dass ein Arbeiter eine Pistole hat?"
"Warum nicht? Diese Erntearbeiter trauen sich gegenseitig nicht und so wie es aussieht, könnte einer von ihnen eine Pistole parat gehabt haben, um sein Eigentum vor den anderen zu schützen."
"Wurde nach der Pistole gesucht?"
"Ja und es wurde keine Pistole gefunden. Ich sag Ihnen was, Mr Cargrim", sagte Tinkler, eine starre, militärische Haltung einnehmend, " es ist meine Überzeugung, dass über diese Sache zuviel geredet wird. Jentham wurde in einem betrunkenen Streit erschossen und der Mörder ist aus der Gegend abgehauen. Das ist die ganze Erklärung der Sache."
" Ich meine, Sie haben Recht, Inspektor", seufzte Cargrim und setzte seinen Hut auf. "Wir sind alle geneigt, Alltägliches ins Romantische zu erhöhen.
" Aus einer Mücke einen Elefanten zu machen, was schlichtes Englisch ist", sagte Tinkler. "Auf Wiedersehen, Mr. Cargrim.
"Auf Wiedersehen, Tinkler, und vielen Dank für Ihre deutliche Stellungnahme zum Fall. Ich habe keinen Zweifel, dass Seine Lordschaft, der Bischof, Ihre sehr vernünftigen Ansichten zu dem Fall übernehmen wird.
Da es nun schon spät war, kehrte Mr. Cargrim in den Palast zurück und war mit seiner Nachmittagsarbeit nicht unzufrieden. Er hatte erfahren, dass Miss Whichello die Leichenhalle besucht hatte, dass sie den Toten als Geiger unter dem Namen Amaru gekannt hatte und ihn um der alten Bekanntschaft willen auf eigene Kosten begraben hatte. Er war auch darüber informiert, dass Captain Pendle und sein Bruder Gabriel in der besagten Nacht auf Southberry Heath waren und genau in der Zeit, als der Mann erschossen wurde; so hoffte Cargrim, mit all diesem Wissensstoff früher oder später einen sehr schönen Fall gegen den Bischof zu bauen. Falls Miss Whichello in die Sache verwickelt war, umso besser. In diesem Moment wurden Mr. Cargrims Überlegungen durch die Stimme von Dr. Graham unterbrochen.
" Sie sind genau der Mann, den ich möchte, Cargrim. Der Bischof hat geschrieben und mich gebeten, heute anzurufen und ihn zu besuchen. Teile ihm nur mit, dass ich heute Abend beschäftigt bin, aber dass ich ihn morgen früh um zehn Uhr besuchen werde.
"Oh! Ho!" monologisierte Cargrim, als der Doktor, offensichtlich in großer Eile, wegging, " so möchte Seine Lordschaft Dr. Graham sehen. Ich frage mich, wozu das gut ist?
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Welcome dear translators, this is a novel we started to translate on Duolingo.
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THE BISHOP'S SECRET by FERGUS HUME (1900).
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CHAPTER XVIII - THE CHAPLAIN ON THE WARPATH.
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Miss Whichello's frank admission that she had visited the dead-house rather disconcerted Mr Cargrim.
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But her ready acknowledgment of the fact apparently showed that she had nothing to conceal.
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And who can say that she was acting wrongly?
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'Yes, Mr Cargrim,' she repeated, looking him directly in the face, 'Mrs Pansey is right.
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I was at the dead-house and I went to see the corpse of the man Jentham.
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I suppose you—and Mrs Pansey—wonder why I did so?
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'Oh, my dear lady!'
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'You have made it your business, however!'
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Well, Mr Cargrim, I suppose you know that this tramp attacked my niece on the high road.
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'Yes, Miss Whichello, I know that.
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'To see Mrs Mosk!'
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interrupted Cargrim, softly, hoping to entrap her.
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'In order to see Mrs Mosk, and in order to see Jentham.
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On that night, however, I did not see him, as he had gone over to the gipsy camp.
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It seems that I was wrong, since Mrs Pansey has been discussing me.
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However, I hope you will set her mind at rest by telling her what I have told you.
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'Not while Mrs Pansey has so venomous a tongue, Mr Cargrim.
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I shouldn't be surprised if Mrs Pansey had hinted to you that I had killed this creature.
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'Was Captain Pendle on Southberry Heath?'
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'You don't say so?
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'Yes, he was!
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He rode over to the gipsy camp to purchase an engagement ring for Miss Arden from Mother Jael.
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That ring is now on her finger.
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'So Miss Arden is engaged to Captain Pendle,' cried Cargrim, in a gushing manner.
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'I congratulate you, and her, and him.
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'Thank you, Mr Cargrim,' said Miss Whichello, stiffly.
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'I suppose Captain Pendle saw nothing of Jentham at the gipsy camp?
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'No!
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he never saw the man at all that evening.
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'Did he hear the shot fired?
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'Of course he did not!'
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cried Miss Whichello, wrathfully.
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'How could he hear with the noise of the storm?
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You might as well ask if the bishop did; he was on Southberry Heath on that night.
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'Oh, yes, but he heard nothing, dear lady; he told me so.
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'Naturally, everyone in Beorminster is interested in it.
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I hope the criminal will be captured.
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'I hope so too; do you know who he is?
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'I?
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my dear lady, how should I know?
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'I thought Mrs Pansey might have told you!'
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said Miss Whichello, coolly.
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'She knows all that goes on, and a good deal that doesn't.
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'You are very severe, dear lady!'
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'Solomon was even more severe, Mr Cargrim.
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He said, "Burning lips and a wicked heart are like a potsherd covered with silver dross."
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I fancy there were Mrs Panseys in those days, Mr Cargrim.
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In the face of this choice proverb Mr Cargrim beat a hasty retreat.
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Not until he was in Tinkler's office did he recover his feeling of superiority.
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Miss Whichello had certainly gained a victory, but she had also made an enemy.
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'So the inquest is over, Mr Inspector,' said the ruffled Cargrim, smoothing his plumes.
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'Over and done with, sir; and the corpse is now six feet under earth.
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'A sad end, Mr Inspector, and a sad life.
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'Don't you take on so, Mr Cargrim, sir!'
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said Tinkler, grimly.
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Cargrim looked up suddenly.
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'Who paid for his funeral then?
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'A charitable la—person, sir, whose name I am not at liberty to tell anyone, at her own request.
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'Ah, Miss Whichello is indeed a good lady.
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'Did you—do you know—are you aware that Miss Whichello buried him, sir?'
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stammered the inspector, considerably astonished.
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'I trust that the sight of his body in the dead-house didn't shock her nerves.
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'Did she tell you she visited the dead-house?'
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asked Tinkler, his eyes growing larger at the extent of the chaplain's information.
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'Of course she did,' replied Cargrim, and this was truer than most of his remarks.
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Tinkler brought down a heavy fist with a bang on his desk.
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'Seems a kind of silly to go on like that, sir!
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'We are not all rare spirits, Tinkler.
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'I don't know what the world would be if we were, Mr Cargrim, sir.
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Cargrim could scarcely suppress a start at this unexpected information.
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'Besides!'
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said he, expansively, 'what does Miss Whichello know?
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Only that the man was a violinist thirty years ago, and that he called himself Amaru.
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Those details don't throw any light on the murder, Mr Cargrim, sir.
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The chaplain mentally noted the former name and former profession of Jentham and shook his head.
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Beyond the man's former name and business as a fiddler she told me nothing.
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I suppose, sir, she didn't tell you anything likely to help us?
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'No!
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I don't think the past can help the present, Mr Tinkler.
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But what is your candid opinion about this case?
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'I think it is a mystery, Mr Cargrim, sir, and is likely to remain one.
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'You don't anticipate that the murderer will be found?
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'No!'
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replied Mr Inspector, gruffly.
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'I don't.
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'Cannot Mosk, with whom Jentham was lodging, enlighten you?
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Tinkler shook his head.
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'But Jentham might have expected to receive money, Mr Inspector?
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'Not he, Mr Cargrim, sir.
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He knew no one here who would lend or give him a farthing.
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He had no money on him when his corpse was found!
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'Yet the body had been robbed!
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'Oh, yes, the body was robbed sure enough, for we found the pockets turned inside out.
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But the murderer only took the rubbish a vagabond was likely to have on him.
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'Were any papers taken, do you think, Mr Inspector?
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'Papers!'
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echoed Tinkler, scratching his head.
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'What papers?
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'Well!'
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'I don't think there could have been any papers, Mr Cargrim, sir.
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If there had been, we'd ha' found 'em.
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The murderer wouldn't have taken rubbish like that.
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'But why was the man killed?'
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persisted the chaplain.
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'He was killed in a row,' said Tinkler, decisively, 'that's my theory.
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'But is it likely that a labourer would have a pistol?
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'Why not?
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'Was search made for the pistol?
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'Yes, it was, and no pistol was found.
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Jentham was shot in a drunken row, and the murderer has cleared out of the district.
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That is the whole explanation of the matter.
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'I daresay you are right, Mr Inspector,' sighed Cargrim, putting on his hat.
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'We are all apt to elevate the commonplace into the romantic.
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'Or make a mountain out of a mole hill, which is plain English,' said Tinkler.
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'Good-day, Mr Cargrim.
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'Good-day, Tinkler, and many thanks for your lucid statement of the case.
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I have no doubt that his lordship, the bishop, will take your very sensible view of the matter.
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As it was now late, Mr Cargrim returned to the palace, not ill pleased with his afternoon's work.
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If Miss Whichello was mixed up with the matter, so much the better.
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At this moment Mr Cargrim's meditation was broken in upon by the voice of Dr Graham.
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'You are the very man I want, Cargrim.
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The bishop has written asking me to call to-night and see him.
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'Oh!
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ho!'
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I wonder what that is for?
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THE BISHOP'S SECRET by FERGUS HUME (1900)

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List of the characters:
1. Miss Daisy Norsham, Belgravian spinster
2. Mrs. Pansey, an archdeacon's widow
3. Mr. George Pendle, Bishop, Dr. Pendle
4. Mrs. Amy Pendle, the bishop's wife, formerly Mrs. Creagth (widow)
5. Mr. George Pendle, bishop's son, officer, in love with Mab Arden
6. Mr. Gabriel Pendle, bishop's son, curate, allegedly chasing Miss Mosk
7. Miss Lucy Pendle, bishop's daughter
8. Sir Harry Brace, engaged to Lucy Pendle
9. Miss Mab Arden, most beautiful girl in Beorminster
10. Miss Whichello, Mab Arden's aunt
11. Mr. Michael Cargrim, bishop's chaplain, also likes Mab Arden
12. Dr. Graham, doctor, atheist, sceptic
13. Mr. William Mosk, the owner of the The Derby Winner pub
14. Mrs Mosk, his wife
15. Miss Bell Mosk, their daughter
16. Mr. Alder, dean, Dr. Alder
17. Miss Tancred, keeps telling the story about her lost purse
18. John, bishop's servant
19. Mr. Jentham, the man with the scar, the bearer of the bad news

Synopsis:
Bishop Pendle is the Church of England bishop in a small fictitious English cathedral town. Several years into his work, he receives a visit from a disreputable-looking visitor. The bishop is much upset. What transpired between them that has so upset the good churchman? And then there is the murder. Fergus Hume was one of the most prolific and most popular of 19th century novelists. "Mr. Hume won a reputation second to none for plot of the stirring, ingenious, misleading, and finally surprising kind, and for working out his plot in vigorous and picturesque English. In "The Bishop's Secret," while there is no falling off in plot and style, there is a welcome and marvelous broadening out as to the cast of characters, representing an unusually wide range of typical men and women. These are not laboriously described by the author, but are made to reveal themselves in action and speech in a way that has, for the reader, all the charm of personal intercourse with living people…."

TABLE OF CONTENTS https://en.wikisource.org/wiki/The_Bishop%27s_Secret
PREFACE.
CHAPTER I. 'Enter Mrs Pansey As Chorus'
CHAPTER II. The Bishop Is Wanted
CHAPTER III. The Unforeseen Happens
CHAPTER IV. The Curiosity Of Mr Cargrim
CHAPTER V. The Derby Winner
CHAPTER VI. The Man With The Scar
CHAPTER VII. An Interesting Conversation
CHAPTER VIII. On Saturday Night
CHAPTER IX. An Exciting Adventure
CHAPTER X. Morning Service In The Minster
CHAPTER XI. Miss Whichello's Luncheon-party
CHAPTER XII. Bell Mosk Pays A Visit
CHAPTER XIII. A Stormy Night
CHAPTER XIV. 'Rumour Full Of Tongues'
CHAPTER XV. The Gipsy Ring
CHAPTER XVI. The Zeal Of Inspector Tinkler
CHAPTER XVII. A Clerical Detective
CHAPTER XVIII. The Chaplain On The Warpath
CHAPTER XIX. The Bishop's Request
CHAPTER XX. Mother Jael
CHAPTER XXI. Mrs Pansey's Festival
CHAPTER XXII. Mr Mosk Is Indiscreet
CHAPTER XXIII. In The Library
CHAPTER XXIV. The Bishop Asserts Himself
CHAPTER XXV. Mr Baltic, Missionary
CHAPTER XXVI. The Amazement Of Sir Harry Brace
CHAPTER XXVII. What Mother Jael Knew
CHAPTER XXVIII. The Return Of Gabriel
CHAPTER XXIX. The Confession Of Bishop Pendle
CHAPTER XXX. Blackmail
CHAPTER XXXI. Mr Baltic On The Trail
CHAPTER XXXII. The Initials
CHAPTER XXXIII. Mr Baltic Explains Himself
CHAPTER XXXIV. The Wages Of Sin
CHAPTER XXXV. The Honour Of Gabriel
CHAPTER XXXVI. The Rebellion Of Mrs Pendle
CHAPTER XXXVII. Dea Ex Machinâ
CHAPTER XXXVIII. Exit Mr Cargrim
CHAPTER XXXIX. All's Well That Ends Well

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THE BISHOP'S SECRET by FERGUS HUME (1900).

CHAPTER XVIII - THE CHAPLAIN ON THE WARPATH.
Miss Whichello's frank admission that she had visited the dead-house rather disconcerted Mr Cargrim. From the circumstance of the veil, he had presumed that she wished her errand there to be unknown, in which case her conduct would have appeared highly suspicious, since she was supposed to know nothing about Jentham or Jentham's murder. But her ready acknowledgment of the fact apparently showed that she had nothing to conceal. Cargrim, for all his acuteness, did not guess that of two evils Miss Whichello had chosen the least. In truth, she did not wish her visit to the dead-house to be known, but as Mrs Pansey was cognisant of it, she judged it wiser to neutralise any possible harm that that lady could do by admitting the original statement to be a true one. This honesty would take the wind out of Mrs Pansey's sails, and prevent her from distorting an admitted fact into a fiction of hinted wickedness. Furthermore, Miss Whichello was prepared to give Cargrim a sufficient reason for her visit, so that he might not invent one. Only by so open a course could she keep the secret of her thirty-year-old acquaintance with the dead man. As a rule, the little old lady hated subterfuge, but in this case her only chance of safety lay in beating Pansey, Cargrim and Company with their own weapons. And who can say that she was acting wrongly?
'Yes, Mr Cargrim,' she repeated, looking him directly in the face, 'Mrs Pansey is right. I was at the dead-house and I went to see the corpse of the man Jentham. I suppose you—and Mrs Pansey—wonder why I did so?
'Oh, my dear lady!' remonstrated the embarrassed chaplain, 'by no means; such knowledge is none of our business—that is, none of my business.
'You have made it your business, however!' observed Miss Whichello, dryly, 'else you would scarcely have informed me of Mrs Pansey's unwarrantable remarks on my private affairs. Well, Mr Cargrim, I suppose you know that this tramp attacked my niece on the high road.
'Yes, Miss Whichello, I know that.
'Very good; as I considered that the man was a dangerous character I thought that he should be compelled to leave Beorminster; so I went to The Derby Winner on the night that you met me, in order to—.
'To see Mrs Mosk!' interrupted Cargrim, softly, hoping to entrap her.
'In order to see Mrs Mosk, and in order to see Jentham. I intended to tell him that if he did not leave Beorminster at once that I should inform the police of his attack on Miss Arden. Also, as I was willing to give him a chance of reforming his conduct, I intended to supply him with a small sum for his immediate departure. On that night, however, I did not see him, as he had gone over to the gipsy camp. When I heard that he was dead I could scarcely believe it, so, to set my mind at rest, and to satisfy myself that Mab would be in no further danger from his insolence when she walked abroad, I visited the dead-house and saw his body. That, Mr Cargrim, was the sole reason for my visit; and as it concerned myself alone, I wore a veil so as not to provoke remark. It seems that I was wrong, since Mrs Pansey has been discussing me. However, I hope you will set her mind at rest by telling her what I have told you.
'Really, my dear Miss Whichello, you are very severe; I assure you all this explanation is needless.
'Not while Mrs Pansey has so venomous a tongue, Mr Cargrim. She is quite capable of twisting my innocent desire to assure myself that Mab was safe from this man into some extraordinary statement without a word of truth in it. I shouldn't be surprised if Mrs Pansey had hinted to you that I had killed this creature.
As this was precisely what the archdeacon's widow had done, Cargrim felt horribly uncomfortable under the scorn of Miss Whichello's justifiable indignation. He grew red, and smiled feebly, and murmured weak apologies; all of which Miss Whichello saw and heard with supreme contempt. Mr Cargrim, by his late tittle-tattling conversation, had fallen in her good opinion; and she was not going to let him off without a sharp rebuke for his unfounded chatter. Cutting short his murmurs, she proceeded to nip in the bud any further reports he or Mrs Pansey might spread in connection with the murder, by explaining much more than was needful.
'And if Mrs Pansey should hear that Captain Pendle was on Southberry Heath on Sunday night,' she continued, 'I trust that she will not accuse him of shooting the man, although as I know, and you know also, Mr Cargrim, she is quite capable of doing so.
'Was Captain Pendle on Southberry Heath?' asked Cargrim, who was already acquainted with this fact, although he did not think it necessary to tell Miss Whichello so. 'You don't say so?
'Yes, he was! He rode over to the gipsy camp to purchase an engagement ring for Miss Arden from Mother Jael. That ring is now on her finger.
'So Miss Arden is engaged to Captain Pendle,' cried Cargrim, in a gushing manner. 'I congratulate you, and her, and him.
'Thank you, Mr Cargrim,' said Miss Whichello, stiffly.
'I suppose Captain Pendle saw nothing of Jentham at the gipsy camp?
'No! he never saw the man at all that evening.
'Did he hear the shot fired?
'Of course he did not!' cried Miss Whichello, wrathfully. 'How could he hear with the noise of the storm? You might as well ask if the bishop did; he was on Southberry Heath on that night.
'Oh, yes, but he heard nothing, dear lady; he told me so.
'You seem to be very interested in this murder, Mr Cargrim,' said the little lady, with a keen look.
'Naturally, everyone in Beorminster is interested in it. I hope the criminal will be captured.
'I hope so too; do you know who he is?
'I? my dear lady, how should I know?
'I thought Mrs Pansey might have told you!' said Miss Whichello, coolly. 'She knows all that goes on, and a good deal that doesn't. But you can tell her that both I and Captain Pendle are innocent, although I did visit the dead-house, and although he was on Southberry Heath when the crime was committed.
'You are very severe, dear lady!' said Cargrim, rising to take his leave, for he was anxious to extricate himself from his very uncomfortable and undignified position.
'Solomon was even more severe, Mr Cargrim. He said, "Burning lips and a wicked heart are like a potsherd covered with silver dross." I fancy there were Mrs Panseys in those days, Mr Cargrim.
In the face of this choice proverb Mr Cargrim beat a hasty retreat. Altogether Miss Whichello was too much for him; and for once in his life he was at a loss how to gloss over his defeat. Not until he was in Tinkler's office did he recover his feeling of superiority. With a man—especially with a social inferior—he felt that he could deal; but who can contend with a woman's tongue? It is her sword and shield; her mouth is her bow; her words are the arrows; and the man who hopes to withstand such an armoury of deadly weapons is a superfine idiot. Cargrim, not being one, had run away; but in his rage at being compelled to take flight, he almost exceeded Mrs Pansey in hating the cause of it. Miss Whichello had certainly gained a victory, but she had also made an enemy.
'So the inquest is over, Mr Inspector,' said the ruffled Cargrim, smoothing his plumes.
'Over and done with, sir; and the corpse is now six feet under earth.
'A sad end, Mr Inspector, and a sad life. To be a wanderer on the face of the earth; to be violently removed when sinning; to be buried at the expense of an alien parish; what a fate for a baptised Christian.
'Don't you take on so, Mr Cargrim, sir!' said Tinkler, grimly. 'There was precious little religion about Jentham, and he was buried in a much better fashion than he deserved, and not by the parish either.
Cargrim looked up suddenly. 'Who paid for his funeral then?
'A charitable la—person, sir, whose name I am not at liberty to tell anyone, at her own request.
'At her own request,' said the chaplain, noting Tinkler's slips and putting two and two together with wondrous rapidity. 'Ah, Miss Whichello is indeed a good lady.
'Did you—do you know—are you aware that Miss Whichello buried him, sir?' stammered the inspector, considerably astonished.
'I have just come from her house,' replied Cargrim, answering the question in the affirmative by implication.
'Well, she asked me not to tell anyone, sir; but as she told you, I s'pose I can say as she buried that corpse with a good deal of expense.
'It is not to be wondered at, seeing that she took an interest in the wretched creature,' said Cargrim, delicately feeling his way. 'I trust that the sight of his body in the dead-house didn't shock her nerves.
'Did she tell you she visited the dead-house?' asked Tinkler, his eyes growing larger at the extent of the chaplain's information.
'Of course she did,' replied Cargrim, and this was truer than most of his remarks.
Tinkler brought down a heavy fist with a bang on his desk. 'Then I'm blest, Mr Cargrim, sir, if I can understand what she meant by asking me to hold my tongue.
'Ah, Mr Inspector, the good lady is one of those rare spirits who "do good by stealth and blush to find it fame".
'Seems a kind of silly to go on like that, sir!
'We are not all rare spirits, Tinkler.
'I don't know what the world would be if we were, Mr Cargrim, sir. But Miss Whichello seemed so anxious that I should hold my tongue about the visit and the burial that I can't make out why she talked about them to you or to anybody.
'I cannot myself fathom her reason for such unnecessary secrecy, Mr Inspector; unless it is that she wishes the murderer to be discovered.
'Well, she can't spot him,' said Tinkler, emphatically, 'for all she knows about Jentham is thirty years old.
Cargrim could scarcely suppress a start at this unexpected information. So Miss Whichello did know something about the dead man after all; and doubtless her connection with Jentham had to do with the secret of the bishop. Cargrim felt that he was on the eve of an important discovery; for Tinkler, thinking that Miss Whichello had made a confidant of the chaplain, babbled on innocently, without guessing that his attentive listener was making a base use of him. The shrug of the shoulders with which Cargrim commented on his last remark made Tinkler talk further.
'Besides!' said he, expansively, 'what does Miss Whichello know? Only that the man was a violinist thirty years ago, and that he called himself Amaru. Those details don't throw any light on the murder, Mr Cargrim, sir.
The chaplain mentally noted the former name and former profession of Jentham and shook his head. 'Such information is utterly useless,' he said gravely, 'and the people with whom Amaru alias Jentham associated then are doubtless all dead by this time.
'Well, Miss Whichello didn't mention any of his friends, sir, but I daresay it wouldn't be much use if she did. Beyond the man's former name and business as a fiddler she told me nothing. I suppose, sir, she didn't tell you anything likely to help us?
'No! I don't think the past can help the present, Mr Tinkler. But what is your candid opinion about this case?
'I think it is a mystery, Mr Cargrim, sir, and is likely to remain one.
'You don't anticipate that the murderer will be found?
'No!' replied Mr Inspector, gruffly. 'I don't.
'Cannot Mosk, with whom Jentham was lodging, enlighten you?
Tinkler shook his head. 'Mosk said that Jentham owed him money, and promised to pay him this week; but that I believe was all moonshine.
'But Jentham might have expected to receive money, Mr Inspector?
'Not he, Mr Cargrim, sir. He knew no one here who would lend or give him a farthing. He had no money on him when his corpse was found!
'Yet the body had been robbed!
'Oh, yes, the body was robbed sure enough, for we found the pockets turned inside out. But the murderer only took the rubbish a vagabond was likely to have on him.
'Were any papers taken, do you think, Mr Inspector?
'Papers!' echoed Tinkler, scratching his head. 'What papers?
'Well!' said Cargrim, shirking a true explanation, 'papers likely to reveal his real name and the reason of his haunting Beorminster.
'I don't think there could have been any papers, Mr Cargrim, sir. If there had been, we'd ha' found 'em. The murderer wouldn't have taken rubbish like that.
'But why was the man killed?' persisted the chaplain.
'He was killed in a row,' said Tinkler, decisively, 'that's my theory. Mother Jael says that he was half seas over when he left the camp, so I daresay he met some labourer who quarrelled with him and used his pistol.
'But is it likely that a labourer would have a pistol?
'Why not? Those harvesters don't trust one another, and it's just as likely as not that one of them would keep a pistol to protect his property from the other.
'Was search made for the pistol?
'Yes, it was, and no pistol was found. I tell you what, Mr Cargrim,' said Tinkler, rising in rigid military fashion, 'it's my opinion that there is too much tall talk about this case. Jentham was shot in a drunken row, and the murderer has cleared out of the district. That is the whole explanation of the matter.
'I daresay you are right, Mr Inspector,' sighed Cargrim, putting on his hat. 'We are all apt to elevate the commonplace into the romantic.
'Or make a mountain out of a mole hill, which is plain English,' said Tinkler. 'Good-day, Mr Cargrim.
'Good-day, Tinkler, and many thanks for your lucid statement of the case. I have no doubt that his lordship, the bishop, will take your very sensible view of the matter.
As it was now late, Mr Cargrim returned to the palace, not ill pleased with his afternoon's work. He had learned that Miss Whichello had visited the dead-house, that she had known the dead man as a violinist under the name of Amaru, and had buried him for old acquaintance sake at her own expense. Also he had been informed that Captain Pendle and his brother Gabriel had been on Southberry Heath on the very night, and about the very time, when the man had been shot; so, with all these materials, Mr Cargrim hoped sooner or later to build up a very pretty case against the bishop. If Miss Whichello was mixed up with the matter, so much the better. At this moment Mr Cargrim's meditation was broken in upon by the voice of Dr Graham.
'You are the very man I want, Cargrim. The bishop has written asking me to call to-night and see him. Just tell him that I am engaged this evening, but that I will attend on him to-morrow morning at ten o'clock.
'Oh! ho!' soliloquised Cargrim, when the doctor, evidently in a great hurry, went off, 'so his lordship wants to see Dr Graham. I wonder what that is for?