第2章

Whilehedisappearedthroughthefarmhousethegirlremainedforafewmomentslookinguptheroad,andtwoperspiringpolicemencameplowinguptothedoorwhereshestood。Thoughstillangry,shewasstillsilent,andaquarterofanhourlatertheofficershadsearchedthehouseandwerealreadyinspectingthekitchengardenandcornfieldbehindit。Intheuglyreactionofhermoodshemighthavebeentemptedeventopointoutthefugitive,butforasmalldifficultythatshehadnomorenotionthanthepolicemenhadofwherehecouldpossiblyhavegone。Thekitchengardenwasinclosedbyaverylowwall,andthecornfieldbeyondlayaslantlikeasquarepatchonagreatgreenhillonwhichhecouldstillhavebeenseenevenasadotinthedistance。

Everythingstoodsolidinitsfamiliarplace;theappletreewastoosmalltosupportorhideaclimber;theonlyshedstoodopenandobviouslyempty;therewasnosoundsavethedroningofsummerfliesandtheoccasionalflutterofabirdunfamiliarenoughtobesurprisedbythescarecrowinthefield;

therewasscarcelyashadowsaveafewbluelinesthatfellfromthethintree;

everydetailwaspickedoutbythebrilliantdaylightasifinamicroscope。Thegirldescribedthescenelater,withallthepassionaterealismofherrace,and,whetherornothepolicemenhadasimilareyeforthepicturesque,theyhadatleastaneyeforthefactsofthecase,andwerecompelledtogiveupthechaseandretirefromthescene。BridgetRoyceremainedasifinatrance,staringatthesunlitgardeninwhichamanhadjustvanishedlikeafairy。Shewasstillinasinistermood,andthemiracletookinhermindacharacterofunfriendlinessandfear,asifthefairyweredecidedlyabadfairy。Thesunupontheglitteringgardendepressedhermorethanthedarkness,butshecontinuedtostareatit。Thentheworlditselfwenthalf—wittedandshescreamed。Thescarecrowmovedinthesunlight。Ithadstoodwithitsbacktoherinabatteredoldblackhatandatatteredgarment,andwithallitstattersflying,itstrodeawayacrossthehill。

Shedidnotanalyzetheaudacioustrickbywhichthemanhadturnedtohisadvantagethesubtleeffectsoftheexpectedandtheobvious;shewasstillunderthecloudofmoreindividualcomplexities,andshenoticedmustofallthatthevanishingscarecrowdidnoteventurntolookatthefarm。Andthefatesthatwererunningsoadversetohisfantasticcareeroffreedomruledthathisnextadventure,thoughithadthesamesuccessinanotherquarter,shouldincreasethedangerinthisquarter。Amongthemanysimilaradventuresrelatedofhiminthismanneritisalsosaidthatsomedaysafterwardanothergirl,namedMaryCregan,foundhimconcealedonthefarmwheresheworked;andifthestoryistrue,shemustalsohavehadtheshockofanuncannyexperience,forwhenshewasbusyatsomelonelytaskintheyardsheheardavoicespeakingoutofthewell,andfoundthattheeccentrichadmanagedtodrophimselfintothebucketwhichwassomelittlewaybelow,thewellonlypartlyfullofwater。Inthiscase,however,hehadtoappealtothewomantowinduptherope。Andmensayitwaswhenthisnewswastoldtotheotherwomanthathersoulwalkedovertheborderlineoftreason。

Such,atleast,werethestoriestoldofhiminthecountryside,andthereweremanymore——asthathehadstoodinsolentlyinasplendidgreendressinggownonthestepsofagreathotel,andthenledthepoliceachasethroughalongsuiteofgrandapartments,andfinallythroughhisownbedroomontoabalconythatoverhungtheriver。Themomentthepursuerssteppedontothebalconyitbrokeunderthem,andtheydroppedpell—mellintotheeddyingwaters,whileMichael,whohadthrownoffhisgownanddived,wasabletoswimaway。Itwassaidthathehadcarefullycutawaythepropssothattheywouldnotsupportanythingsoheavyasapoliceman。Buthereagainhewasimmediatelyfortunate,yetultimatelyunfortunate,foritissaidthatoneofthemenwasdrowned,leavingafamilyfeudwhichmadealittleriftinhispopularity。Thesestoriescannowbetoldinsomedetail,notbecausetheyarethemostmarvelousofhismanyadventures,butbecausethesealonewerenotcoveredwithsilencebytheloyaltyofthepeasantry。Thesealonefoundtheirwayintoofficialreports,anditisthesewhichthreeofthechiefofficialsofthecountrywerereadinganddiscussingwhenthemoreremarkablepartofthisstorybegins。

Nightwasfaradvancedandthelightsshoneinthecottagethatservedforatemporarypolicestationnearthecoast。Ononesideofitwerethelasthousesofthestragglingvillage,andontheothernothingbutawastemoorlandstretchingawaytowardthesea,thelineofwhichwasbrokenbynolandmarkexceptasolitarytoweroftheprehistoricpatternstillfoundinIreland,standingupasslenderasacolumn,butpointedlikeapyramid。Atawoodentableinfrontofthewindow,whichnormallylookedoutonthislandscape,sattwomeninplainclothes,butwithsomethingofamilitarybearing,forindeedtheywerethetwochiefsofthedetectiveserviceofthatdistrict。

Theseniorofthetwo,bothinageandrank,wasasturdymanwithashortwhitebeard,andfrostyeyebrowsfixedinafrownwhichsuggestedratherworrythanseverity。

HisnamewasMorton,andhewasaLiverpoolmanlongpickledintheIrishquarrels,anddoinghisdutyamongtheminasourfashionnotaltogetherunsympathetic。Hehadspokenafewsentencestohiscompanion,Nolan,atall,darkmanwithacadaverousequineIrishface,whenheseemedtoremembersomethingandtouchedabellwhichranginanotherroom。Thesubordinatehehadsummonedimmediatelyappearedwithasheafofpapersinhishand。

\"Sitdown,Wilson,\"hesaid。\"Thosearethedispositions,Isuppose。\"

\"Yes,\"repliedthethirdofficer。\"IthinkI’vegotallthereistobegotoutofthem,soIsentthepeopleaway。\"

\"DidMaryCregangiveevidence?\"askedMorton,withafrownthatlookedalittleheavierthanusual。

\"No,buthermasterdid,\"answeredthemancalledWilson,whohadflat,redhairandaplain,paleface,notwithoutsharpness。\"Ithinkhe’shangingroundthegirlhimselfandisoutagainstarival。There’salwayssomereasonofthatsortwhenwearetoldthetruthaboutanything。Andyoubettheothergirltoldrightenough。\"

\"Well,let’shopethey’llbesomesortofuse,\"

remarkedNolan,inasomewhathopelessmanner,gazingoutintothedarkness。

\"Anythingistothegood,\"saidMorton,\"thatletsusknowanythingabouthim。\"

\"Doweknowanythingabouthim?\"askedthemelancholyIrishman。

\"Weknowonethingabouthim,\"saidWilson,\"andit’stheonethingthatnobodyeverknewbefore。Weknowwherebeis。\"

\"Areyousure?\"inquiredMorton,lookingathimsharply。

\"Quitesure,\"repliedhisassistant。\"Atthisveryminuteheisinthattowerovertherebytheshore。Ifyougonearenoughyou’llseethecandleburninginthewindow。\"

Ashespokethenoiseofahornsoundedontheroadoutside,andamomentaftertheyheardthethrobbingofamotorcarbroughttoastandstillbeforethedoor。Mortoninstantlysprangtohisfeet。

tlysprangtohisfeet。

\"ThanktheLordthat’sthecarfromDublin,\"hesaid。\"Ican’tdoanythingwithoutspecialauthority,notifheweresittingonthetopofthetowerandputtingouthistongueatus。Butthechiefcandowhathethinksbest。\"

Hehurriedouttotheentranceandwassoonexchanginggreetingswithabighandsomemaninafurcoat,whobroughtintothedingylittlestationtheindescribableglowofthegreatcitiesandtheluxuriesofthegreatworld。

ForthiswasSirWalterCarey,anofficialofsucheminenceinDublinCastlethatnothingshortofthecaseofPrinceMichaelwouldhavebroughthimonsuchajourneyinthemiddleofthenight。ButthecaseofPrinceMichael,asithappened,wascomplicatedbylegalismaswellaslawlessness。Onthelastoccasionhehadescapedbyaforensicquibbleandnot,asusual,byaprivateescapade;anditwasaquestionwhetheratthemomenthewasamenabletothelawornot。Itmightbenecessarytostretchapoint,butamanlikeSirWaltercouldprobablystretchitasfarasheliked。

Whetherheintendedtodosowasaquestiontobeconsidered。Despitethealmostaggressivetouchofluxuryinthefurcoat,itsoonbecameapparentthatSirWalter’slargeleonineheadwasforuseaswellasornament,andheconsideredthemattersoberlyandsanelyenough。Fivechairsweresetroundtheplaindealtable,forwhoshouldSirWalterbringwithhimbuthisyoungrelativeandsecretary,HorneFisher。SirWalterlistenedwithgraveattention,andhissecretarywithpoliteboredom,tothestringofepisodesbywhichthepolicehadtracedtheflyingrebelfromthestepsofthehoteltothesolitarytowerbesidethesea。Thereatleasthewascorneredbetweenthemoorsandthebreakers;andthescoutsentbyWilsonreportedhimaswritingunderasolitarycandle,perhapscomposinganotherofhistremendousproclamations。Indeed,itwouldhavebeentypicalofhimtochooseitastheplaceinwhichfinallytoturntobay。Hehadsomeremoteclaimonit,asonafamilycastle;andthosewhoknewhimthoughthimcapableofimitatingtheprimitiveIrishchieftainswhofellfightingagainstthesea。

\"Isawsomequeer—lookingpeopleleavingasI

camein,\"saidSirWalterCarey。\"Isupposetheywereyourwitnesses。Butwhydotheyturnuphereatthistimeofnight?\"

Mortonsmiledgrimly。\"Theycomeherebynightbecausetheywouldbedeadmeniftheycameherebyday。Theyarecriminalscommittingacrimethatismorehorribleherethantheftormurder。\"

\"Whatcrimedoyoumean?\"askedtheother,withsomecuriosity。

\"Theyarehelpingthelaw,\"saidMorton。

Therewasasilence,andSirWalterconsideredthepapersbeforehimwithanabstractedeye。Atlasthespoke。

\"Quiteso;butlookhere,ifthelocalfeelingisaslivelyasthatthereareagoodmanypointstoconsider。IbelievethenewActwillenablemetocollarhimnowifIthinkitbest。Butisitbest?AseriousrisingwoulddousnogoodinParliament,andthegovernmenthasenemiesinEnglandaswellasIreland。Itwon’tdoifI

havedonewhatlooksalittlelikesharppractice,andthenonlyraisedarevolution。\"

\"It’salltheotherway,\"saidthemancalledWilson,ratherquickly。\"Therewon’tbehalfsomuchofarevolutionifyouarresthimastherewillifyouleavehimlooseforthreedayslonger。But,anyhow,therecan’tbeanythingnowadaysthattheproperpolicecan’tmanage。\"

\"Mr。WilsonisaLondoner,\"saidtheIrishdetective,withasmile。

\"Yes,I’macockney,allright,\"repliedWilson,\"andIthinkI’mallthebetterforthat。Especiallyatthisjob,oddlyenough。\"

SirWalterseemedslightlyamusedatthepertinacityofthethirdofficer,andperhapsevenmoreamusedattheslightaccentwithwhichhespoke,whichrenderedratherneedlesshisboastabouthisorigin。

\"Doyoumeantosay,\"heasked,\"thatyouknowmoreaboutthebusinessherebecauseyouhavecomefromLondon?\"

\"Soundsfunny,Iknow,butIdobelieveit,\"

answeredWilson。\"Ibelievetheseaffairswantfreshmethods。ButmostofallIbelievetheywantafresheye。\"

Thesuperiorofficerslaughed,andtheredhairedmanwentonwithaslighttouchoftemper:

\"Well,lookatthefacts。Seehowthefellowgotawayeverytime,andyou’llunderstandwhatImean。

Whywasheabletostandintheplaceofthescarecrow,hiddenbynothingbutanoldhat?

Becauseitwasavillagepolicemanwhoknewthescarecrowwasthere,wasexpectingit,andthereforetooknonoticeofit。NowIneverexpectascarecrow。I’veneverseenoneinthestreet,andI

stareatonewhenIseeitinthefield。It’sanewthingtomeandworthnoticing。Anditwasjustthesamewhenhehidinthewell。Youarereadytofindawellinaplacelikethat;youlookforawell,andsoyoudon’tseeit。Idon’tlookforit,andthereforeIdolookatit。\"

\"Itiscertainlyanidea,\"saidSirWalter,smiling,\"butwhataboutthebalcony?BalconiesareoccasionallyseeninLondon。\"

\"Butnotriversrightunderthem,asifitwasinVenice,\"repliedWilson。

\"Itiscertainlyanewidea,\"repeatedSirWalter,withsomethinglikerespect。Hehadalltheloveoftheluxuriousclassesfornewideas。Buthealsohadacriticalfaculty,andwasinclinedtothink,afterduereflection,thatitwasatrueideaaswell。

GrowingdawnhadalreadyturnedthewindowpanesfromblacktograywhenSirWaltergotabruptlytohisfeet。Theothersrosealso,takingthisforasignalthatthearrestwastobeundertaken。Buttheirleaderstoodforamomentindeepthought,asifconsciousthathehadcometoapartingoftheways。

Suddenlythesilencewaspiercedbyalong,wailingcryfromthedarkmoorsoutside。Thesilencethatfolloweditseemedmorestartlingthantheshriekitself,anditlasteduntilNolansaid,heavily:

\"’Tisthebanshee。Somebodyismarkedforthegrave。\"

Hislong,large—featuredfacewasaspaleasamoon,anditwaseasytorememberthathewastheonlyIrishmanintheroom。

\"Well,Iknowthatbanshee,\"saidWilson,cheerfully,\"ignorantasyouthinkIamofthesethings。Italkedtothatbansheemyselfanhourago,andIsentthatbansheeuptothetowerandtoldhertosingoutlikethatifshecouldgetaglimpseofourfriendwritinghisproclamation。\"

\"DoyoumeanthatgirlBridgetRoyce?\"askedMorton,drawinghisfrostybrowstogether。\"Hassheturnedking’sevidencetothatextent?\"

\"Yes,\"answeredWilson。\"Iknowverylittleoftheselocalthings,youtellme,butIreckonanangrywomanismuchthesameinallcountries。\"

Nolan,however,seemedstillmoodyandunlikehimself。\"It’sanuglynoiseandanuglybusinessaltogether,\"hesaid。\"Ifit’sreallytheendofPrinceMichaelitmaywellbetheendofotherthingsaswell。Whenthespiritisonhimhewouldescapebyaladderofdeadmen,andwadethroughthatseaifitweremadeofblood。\"

\"Isthattherealreasonofyourpiousalarms?\"

askedWilson,withaslightsneer。

TheIrishman’spalefaceblackenedwithanewpassion。

\"IhavefacedasmanymurderersinCountyClareasyoueverfoughtwithinClaphamjunction,Mr。

Cockney,\"hesaid。

\"Hush,please,\"saidMorton,sharply。\"Wilson,youhavenokindofrighttoimplydoubtofyoursuperior’sconduct。Ihopeyouwillproveyourselfascourageousandtrustworthyashehasalwaysbeen。\"

Thepalefaceofthered—hairedmanseemedashadepaler,buthewassilentandcomposed,andSirWalterwentuptoNolanwithmarkedcourtesy,saying,\"Shallwegooutsidenow,andgetthisbusinessdone?\"

Dawnhadlifted,leavingawidechasmofwhitebetweenagreatgraycloudandthegreatgraymoorland,beyondwhichthetowerwasoutlinedagainstthedaybreakandthesea。

Somethinginitsplainandprimitiveshapevaguelysuggestedthedawninthefirstdaysoftheearth,insomeprehistorictimewheneventhecolorswerehardlycreated,whentherewasonlyblankdaylightbetweencloudandclay。Thesedeadhueswererelievedonlybyonespotofgold——thesparkofthecandlealightinthewindowofthelonelytower,andburningonintothebroadeningdaylight。Asthegroupofdetectives,followedbyacordonofpolicemen,spreadoutintoacrescenttocutoffallescape,thelightinthetowerflashedasifitweremovedforamoment,andthenwentout。Theyknewthemaninsidehadrealizedthedaylightandblownouthiscandle。

\"Thereareotherwindows,aren’tthere?\"askedMorton,\"andadoor,ofcourse,somewhereroundthecorner?Onlyaroundtowerhasnocorners。\"

\"Anotherexampleofmysmallsuggestion,\"

observedWilson,quietly。\"ThatqueertowerwasthefirstthingIsawwhenIcametotheseparts;andIcantellyoualittlemoreaboutit——or,atanyrate,theoutsideofit。Therearefourwindowsaltogether,onealittlewayfromthisone,butjustoutofsight。Thosearebothonthegroundfloor,andsoisthethirdontheotherside,makingasortoftriangle。Butthefourthisjustabovethethird,andIsupposeitlooksonanupperfloor。\"

\"It’sonlyasortofloft,reachedbyaladder,saidNolan。\"I’veplayedintheplacewhenIwasachild。

It’snomorethananemptyshell。\"Andhissadfacegrewsadder,thinkingperhapsofthetragedyofhiscountryandthepartthatheplayedinit。

\"Themanmusthavegotatableandchair,atanyrate,\"saidWilson,\"butnodoubthecouldhavegotthosefromsomecottage。IfImightmakeasuggestion,sir,Ithinkweoughttoapproachallthefiveentrancesatonce,sotospeak。Oneofusshouldgotothedoorandonetoeachwindow;Macbrideherehasaladderfortheupperwindow。\"

Mr。HorneFisherlanguidlyturnedtohisdistinguishedrelativeandspokeforthefirsttime。

\"Iamratheraconverttothecockneyschoolofpsychology,\"hesaidinanalmostinaudiblevoice。

Theothersseemedtofeelthesameinfluenceindifferentways,forthegroupbegantobreakupinthemannerindicated。Mortonmovedtowardthewindowimmediatelyinfrontofthem,wherethehiddenoutlawhadjustsnuffedthecandle;Nolan,alittlefartherwestwardtothenextwindow;whileWilson,followedbyMacbridewiththeladder,wentroundtothetwowindowsattheback。SirWalterCareyhimself,followedbyhissecretary,begantowalkroundtowardtheonlydoor,todemandadmittanceinamoreregularfashion。

\"Hewillbearmed,ofcourse,\"remarkedSirWalter,casually。

\"Byallaccounts,\"repliedHorneFisher,\"hecandomorewithacandlestickthanmostmenwithapistol。

Butheisprettysuretohavethepistol,too。\"

Evenashespokethequestionwasansweredwithatongueofthunder。Mortonhadjustplacedhimselfinfrontofthenearestwindow,hisbroadshoulders。

blockingtheaperture。Foraninstantitwaslitfromwithinaswithredfire,followedbyathunderingthrongofechoes。Thesquareshouldersseemedtoalterinshape,andthesturdyfigurecollapsedamongthetall,rankgrassesatthefootofthetower。Apuffofsmokefloatedfromthewindowlikealittlecloud。

Thetwomenbehindrushedtothespotandraisedhim,buthewasdead。

SirWalterstraightenedhimselfandcalledoutsomethingthatwaslostinanothernoiseoffiring;itwaspossiblethatthepolicewerealreadyavengingtheircomradefromtheotherside。Fisherhadalreadyracedroundtothenextwindow,andanewcryofastonishmentfromhimbroughthispatrontothesamespot。Nolan,theIrishpoliceman,hadalsofallen,sprawlingallhisgreatlengthinthegrass,anditwasredwithhisblood。Hewasstillalivewhentheyreachedhim,buttherewasdeathonhisface,andhewasonlyabletomakeafinalgesturetellingthemthatallwasover;

and,withabrokenwordandaheroiceffort,motioningthemontowherehisothercomradeswerebesiegingthebackofthetower。Stunnedbytheserapidandrepeatedshocks,thetwomencouldonlyvaguelyobeythegesture,and,findingtheirwaytotheotherwindowsattheback,theydiscoveredasceneequallystartling,iflessfinalandtragic。Theothertwoofficerswerenotdeadormortallywounded,butMacbridelaywithabrokenlegandhisladderontopofhim,evidentlythrowndownfromthetopwindowofthetower;whileWilsonlayonhisface,quitestillasifstunned,withhisredheadamongthegrayandsilveroftheseaholly。Inhim,however,theimpotencewasbutmomentary,forhebegantomoveandriseastheotherscameroundthetower。

\"MyGod!it’slikeanexplosion!\"criedSirWalter;

andindeeditwastheonlywordforthisunearthlyenergy,bywhichonemanhadbeenabletodealdeathordestructiononthreesidesofthesamesmalltriangleatthesameinstant。

Wilsonhadalreadyscrambledtohisfeetandwithsplendidenergyflewagainatthewindow,revolverinhand。Hefiredtwiceintotheopeningandthendisappearedinhisownsmoke;butthethudofhisfeetandtheshockofafallingchairtoldthemthattheintrepidLondonerhadmanagedatlasttoleapintotheroom。Thenfollowedacurioussilence;andSirWalter,walkingtothewindowthroughthethinningsmoke,lookedintothehollowshelloftheancienttower。ExceptforWilson,staringaroundhim,therewasnobodythere。

Theinsideofthetowerwasasingleemptyroom,withnothingbutaplainwoodenchairandatableonwhichwerepens,inkandpaper,andthecandlestick。

Halfwayupthehighwalltherewasarudetimberplatformundertheupperwindow,asmallloftwhichwasmorelikealargeshelf。Itwasreachedonlybyaladder,anditseemedtobeasbareasthebarewalls。

Wilsoncompletedhissurveyoftheplaceandthenwentandstaredatthethingsonthetable。Thenhesilentlypointedwithhisleanforefingerattheopenpageofthelargenotebook。Thewriterhadsuddenlystoppedwriting,eveninthemiddleofaword。

\"Isaiditwaslikeanexplosion,\"saidSirWalterCareyatlast。\"Andreallythemanhimselfseemstohavesuddenlyexploded。Buthehasblownhimselfupsomehowwithouttouchingthetower。He’sburstmorelikeabubblethanabomb。\"

\"Hehastouchedmorevaluablethingsthanthetower,\"saidWilson,gloomily。

Therewasalongsilence,andthenSirWaltersaid,seriously:\"Well,Mr。Wilson,Iamnotadetective,andtheseunhappyhappeningshaveleftyouinchargeofthatbranchofthebusiness。Wealllamentthecauseofthis,butIshouldliketosaythatImyselfhavethestrongestconfidenceinyourcapacityforcarryingonthework。Whatdoyouthinkweshoulddonext?\"

Wilsonseemedtorousehimselffromhisdepressionandacknowledgedthespeaker’swordswithawarmercivilitythanhehadhithertoshowntoanybody。Hecalledinafewofthepolicetoassistinroutingouttheinterior,leavingtheresttospreadthemselvesinasearchpartyoutside。

\"Ithink,\"hesaid,\"thefirstthingistomakequitesureabouttheinsideofthisplace,asitwashardlyphysicallypossibleforhimtohavegotoutside。I

supposepoorNolanwouldhavebroughtinhisbansheeandsaiditwassupernaturallypossible。ButI’vegotnousefordisembodiedspiritswhenI’mdealingwithfacts。Andthefactsbeforemeareanemptytowerwithaladder,achair,andatable。\"

\"Thespiritualists,\"saidSirWalter,withasmile,\"wouldsaythatspiritscouldfindagreatdealofuseforatable。\"

\"Idaresaytheycouldifthespiritswereonthetable——inabottle,\"repliedWilson,withacurlofhispalelip。\"Thepeopleroundhere,whenthey’reallsoddenupwithIrishwhisky,maybelieveinsuchthings。Ithinktheywantalittleeducationinthiscountry。\"

HorneFisher’sheavyeyelidsflutteredinafaintattempttorise,asifheweretemptedtoalazyprotestagainstthecontemptuoustoneoftheinvestigator。

\"TheIrishbelievefartoomuchinspiritstobelieveinspiritualism,\"hemurmured。\"Theyknowtoomuchabout’em。IfyouwantasimpleandchildlikefaithinanyspiritthatcomesalongyoucangetitinyourfavoriteLondon。\"

\"Idon’twanttogetitanywhere,\"saidWilson,shortly。\"IsayI’mdealingwithmuchsimplerthingsthanyoursimplefaith,withatableandachairandaladder。NowwhatIwanttosayaboutthematthestartisthis。Theyareallthreemaderoughlyenoughofplainwood。Butthetableandthechairarefairlynewandcomparativelyclean。Theladderiscoveredwithdustandthereisacobwebunderthetoprungofit。Thatmeansthatheborrowedthefirsttwoquiterecentlyfromsomecottage,aswesupposed,buttheladderhasbeenalongtimeinthisrottenolddustbin。

Probablyitwaspartoftheoriginalfurniture,anheirloominthismagnificentpalaceoftheIrishkings。\"

AgainFisherlookedathimunderhiseyelids,butseemedtoosleepytospeak,andWilsonwentonwithhisargument。

\"Nowit’squiteclearthatsomethingveryoddhasjusthappenedinthisplace。Thechancesaretentoone,itseemstome,thatithadsomethingspeciallytodowiththisplace。Probablyhecameherebecausehecoulddoitonlyhere;itdoesn’tseemveryinvitingotherwise。Butthemanknewitofold;theysayitbelongedtohisfamily,sothataltogether,Ithink,everythingpointstosomethingintheconstructionofthetoweritself。\"

\"Yourreasoningseemstomeexcellent,\"saidSirWalter,whowaslisteningattentively。\"Butwhatcoulditbe?\"

\"YouseenowwhatImeanabouttheladder,\"

wentonthedetective;\"it’stheonlyoldpieceoffurniturehereandthefirstthingthatcaughtthatcockneyeyeofmine。Butthereissomethingelse。

Thatloftupthereisasortoflumberroomwithoutanylumber。SofarasIcansee,it’sasemptyaseverythingelse;and,asthingsare,Idon’tseetheuseoftheladderleadingtoit。Itseemstome,asIcan’tfindanythingunusualdownhere,thatitmightpayustolookupthere。\"

Hegotbrisklyoffthetableonwhichhewassitting(fortheonlychairwasallottedtoSirWalter)

andranrapidlyuptheladdertotheplatformabove。

Hewassoonfollowedbytheothers,Mr。Fishergoinglast,however,withanappearanceofconsiderablenonchalance。

Atthisstage,however,theyweredestinedtodisappointment;Wilsonnosedineverycornerlikeaterrierandexaminedtheroofalmostinthepostureofafly,buthalfanhourafterwardtheyhadtoconfessthattheywerestillwithoutaclew。SirWalter’sprivatesecretaryseemedmoreandmorethreatenedwithinappropriateslumber,and,havingbeenthelasttoclimbuptheladder,seemednowtolacktheenergyeventoclimbdownagain。

\"Comealong,Fisher,\"calledoutSirWalterfrombelow,whentheothershadregainedthefloor。\"Wemustconsiderwhetherwe’llpullthewholeplacetopiecestoseewhatit’smadeof。\"

\"I’mcominginaminute,\"saidthevoicefromtheledgeabovetheirheads,avoicesomewhatsuggestiveofanarticulateyawn。

\"Whatareyouwaitingfor?\"askedSirWalter,impatiently。\"Canyouseeanythingthere?\"

\"Well,yes,inaway,\"repliedthevoice,vaguely。

\"Infact,Iseeitquiteplainnow。\"

\"Whatisit?\"askedWilson,sharply,fromthetableonwhichhesatkickinghisheelsrestlessly。

\"Well,it’saman,\"saidHorneFisher。

Wilsonboundedoffthetableasifhehadbeenkickedoffit。\"Whatdoyoumean?\"hecried。\"Howcanyoupossiblyseeaman?\"

\"Icanseehimthroughthewindow,\"repliedthesecretary,mildly。\"Iseehimcomingacrossthemoor。He’smakingabeelineacrosstheopencountrytowardthistower。Heevidentlymeanstopayusavisit。And,consideringwhoitseemstobe,perhapsitwouldbemorepolite。ifwewereallatthedoortoreceivehim。\"Andinaleisurelymannerthesecretarycamedowntheladder。

\"Whoitseemstobe!\"repeatedSirWalterinastonishment。

\"Well,Ithinkit’sthemanyoucallPrinceMichael,\"observedMr。Fisher,airily。\"Infact,I’msureitis。I’veseenthepoliceportraitsofhim。\"

Therewasadeadsilence,andSirWalter’susuallysteadybrainseemedtogoroundlikeawindmill。

\"But,hangitall!\"hesaidatlast,\"evensupposinghisownexplosioncouldhavethrownhimhalfamileaway,withoutpassingthroughanyofthewindows,andlefthimaliveenoughforacountrywalk——eventhen,whythedevilshouldhewalkinthisdirection?

Themurdererdoesnotgenerallyrevisitthesceneofhiscrimesorapidlyasallthat。\"

\"Hedoesn’tknowyetthatitisthesceneofhiscrime,\"answeredHorneFisher。

\"Whatonearthdoyoumean?Youcredithimwithrathersingularabsenceofmind。\"

\"Well,thetruthis,itisn’tthesceneofhiscrime,saidFisher,andwentandlookedoutofthewindow。

Therewasanothersilence,andthenSirWaltersaid,quietly:\"Whatsortofnotionhaveyoureallygotinyourhead,Fisher?Haveyoudevelopedanewtheoryabouthowthisfellowescapedoutoftheringroundhim?\"

\"Heneverescapedatall,\"answeredthemanatthewindow,withoutturninground。\"Heneverescapedoutoftheringbecausehewasneverinsidethering。Hewasnotinthistoweratall,atleastnotwhenweweresurroundingit。\"

Heturnedandleanedbackagainstthewindow,but,inspiteofhisusuallistlessmanner,theyalmostfanciedthatthefaceinshadowwasalittlepale。

\"Ibegantoguesssomethingofthesortwhenweweresomewayfromthetower,\"hesaid。\"Didyounoticethatsortofflashorflickerthecandlegavebeforeitwasextinguished?Iwasalmostcertainitwasonlythelastleaptheflamegiveswhenacandleburnsitselfout。AndthenIcameintothisroomandI

sawthat。\"

HepointedatthetableandSirWaltercaughthisbreathwithasortofcurseathisownblindness。Forthecandleinthecandlestickhadobviouslyburneditselfawaytonothingandlefthim,mentally,atleast,verycompletelyinthedark。

\"Thenthereisasortofmathematicalquestion,\"wentonFisher,leaningbackinhislimpwayandlookingupatthebarewalls,asiftracingimaginarydiagramsthere。\"It’snotsoeasyforamaninthethirdangletofacetheothertwoatthesamemoment,especiallyiftheyareatthebaseofanisosceles。Iamsorryifitsoundslikealectureongeometry,but——\"

\"I’mafraidwehavenotimeforit,\"saidWilson,coldly。\"Ifthismanisreallycomingback,Imustgivemyordersatonce。\"

\"IthinkI’llgoonwithit,though,\"observedFisher,staringattheroofwithinsolentserenity。

\"Imustaskyou,Mr。Fisher,toletmeconductmyinquiryonmyownlines,\"saidWilson,firmly。\"Iamtheofficerinchargenow。\"

\"Yes,\"remarkedHorneFisher,softly,butwithanaccentthatsomehowchilledthehearer。\"Yes。Butwhy?\"

SirWalterwasstaring,forhehadneverseenhisratherlackadaisicalyoungfriendlooklikethatbefore。FisherwaslookingatWilsonwithliftedlids,andtheeyesunderthemseemedtohaveshedorshiftedafilm,asdotheeyesofaneagle。

\"Whyareyoutheofficerinchargenow?\"heasked。\"Whycanyouconducttheinquiryonyourownlinesnow?Howdiditcomeabout,Iwonder,thattheelderofficersarenotheretointerferewithanythingyoudo?\"

Nobodyspoke,andnobodycansayhowsoonanyonewouldhavecollectedhiswitstospeakwhenanoisecamefromwithout。Itwastheheavyandhollowsoundofablowuponthedoorofthetower,andtotheirshakenspiritsitsoundedstrangelylikethehammerofdoom。

ThewoodendoorofthetowermovedonitsrustyhingesunderthehandthatstruckitandPrinceMichaelcameintotheroom。Nobodyhadthesmallestdoubtabouthisidentity。Hislightclothes,thoughfrayedwithhisadventures,wereoffineandalmostfoppishcut,andheworeapointedbeard,orimperial,perhapsasafurtherreminiscenceofLouisNapoleon;

buthewasamuchtallerandmoregracefulmanthathisprototype。Beforeanyonecouldspeakhehadsilencedeveryoneforaninstantwithaslightbutsplendidgestureofhospitality。

\"Gentlemen,\"hesaid,\"thisisapoorplacenow,butyouareheartilywelcome。\"

Wilsonwasthefirsttorecover,andhetookastridetowardthenewcomer。

\"MichaelO’Neill,Iarrestyouintheking’snameforthemurderofFrancisMortonandJamesNolan。

Itismydutytowarnyou——\"

\"No,no,Mr。Wilson,\"criedFisher,suddenly。

\"Youshallnotcommitathirdmurder。\"

SirWalterCareyrosefromhischair,whichfelloverwithacrashbehindhim。\"Whatdoesallthismean?\"hecalledoutinanauthoritativemanner。

\"Itmeans,\"saidFisher,\"thatthisman,HookerWilson,assoonashehadputhisheadinatthatwindow,killedhistwocomradeswhohadputtheirheadsinattheotherwindows,byfiringacrosstheemptyroom。Thatiswhatitmeans。Andifyouwanttoknow,counthowmanytimesheissupposedtohavefiredandthencountthechargesleftinhisrevolver。\"

Wilson,whowasstillsittingonthetable,abruptlyputahandoutfortheweaponthatlaybesidehim。

Butthenextmovementwasthemostunexpectedofall,fortheprincestandinginthedoorwaypassedsuddenlyfromthedignityofastatuetotheswiftnessofanacrobatandrenttherevolveroutofthedetective’shand。

\"Youdog!\"hecried。\"SoyouarethetypeofEnglishtruth,asIamofIrishtragedy——youwhocometokillme,wadingthroughthebloodofyourbrethren。

Iftheyhadfalleninafeudonthehillside,itwouldbecalledmurder,andyetyoursinmightbeforgivenyou。ButI,whoaminnocent,Iwastobeslainwithceremony。Therewouldbelongspeechesandpatientjudgeslisteningtomyvainpleaofinnocence,notingdownmydespairanddisregardingit。Yes,thatiswhatIcallassassination。Butkillingmaybenomurder;thereisoneshotleftinthislittlegun,andI

knowwhereitshouldgo。\"

Wilsonturnedquicklyonthetable,andevenasheturnedhetwistedinagony,forMichaelshothimthroughthebodywherehesat,sothathetumbledoffthetablelikelumber。

Thepolicerushedtolifthim;SirWalterstoodspeechless;andthen,withastrangeandwearygesture,HorneFisherspoke。

\"YouareindeedatypeoftheIrishtragedy,\"hesaid。\"Youwereentirelyintheright,andyouhaveputyourselfinthewrong。\"

Theprince’sfacewaslikemarbleforaspacethentheredawnedinhiseyesalightnotunlikethatofdespair。Helaughedsuddenlyandflungthesmokingpistolontheground。

\"Iamindeedinthewrong,\"hesaid。\"Ihavecommittedacrimethatmayjustlybringacurseonmeandmychildren。\"

HorneFisherdidnotseementirelysatisfiedwiththisverysuddenrepentance;hekepthiseyesonthemanandonlysaid,inalowvoice,\"Whatcrimedoyoumean?\"

\"IhavehelpedEnglishjustice,\"repliedPrinceMichael。\"Ihaveavengedyourking’sofficers;Ihavedonetheworkofhishangman。ForthattrulyI

deservetobehanged。\"

Andheturnedtothepolicewithagesturethatdidnotsomuchsurrendertothem,butrathercommandthemtoarresthim。

ThiswasthestorythatHorneFishertoldtoHaroldMarch,thejournalist,manyyearsafter,inalittle,butluxurious,restaurantnearPiccadilly。HehadinvitedMarchtodinnersometimeaftertheaffairhecalled\"TheFaceintheTarget,\"andtheconversationhadnaturallyturnedonthatmysteryandafterwardonearliermemoriesofFisher’slifeandthewayinwhichhewasledtostudysuchproblemsasthoseofPrinceMichael。HorneFisherwasfifteenyearsolder;histhinhairhadfadedtofrontalbaldness,andhislong,thinhandsdroppedlesswithaffectationandmorewithfatigue。AndhetoldthestoryoftheIrishadventureofhisyouth,becauseitrecordedthefirstoccasiononwhichhehadevercomeincontactwithcrime,ordiscoveredhowdarklyandhowterriblycrimecanbeentangledwithlaw。

\"HookerWilsonwasthefirstcriminalIeverknew,andhewasapoliceman,\"explainedFisher,twirlinghiswineglass。\"Andallmylifehasbeenamixed—upbusinessofthesort。Hewasamanofveryrealtalent,andperhapsgenius,andwellworthstudying,bothasadetectiveandacriminal。Hiswhitefaceandredhairweretypicalofhim,forhewasoneofthosewhoarecoldandyetonfireforfame;andhecouldcontrolanger,butnotambition。

Heswallowedthesnubsofhissuperiorsinthatfirstquarrel,thoughheboiledwithresentment;butwhenhesuddenlysawthetwoheadsdarkagainstthedawnandframedinthetwowindows,hecouldnotmissthechance,notonlyofrevenge,butoftheremovalofthetwoobstaclestohispromotion。Hewasadeadshotandcountedonsilencingboth,thoughproofagainsthimwouldhavebeenhardinanycase。But,asamatteroffact,hehadanarrowescape,inthecaseofNolan,wholivedjustlongenoughtosay,’Wilson’andpoint。Wethoughthewassummoninghelpforhiscomrade,buthewasreallydenouncinghismurderer。Afterthatitwaseasytothrowdowntheladderabovehim(foramanupaladdercannotseeclearlywhatisbelowandbehind)

andtothrowhimselfonthegroundasanothervictimofthecatastrophe。

\"Buttherewasmixedupwithhismurderousambitionarealbelief,notonlyinhisowntalents,butinhisowntheories。Hedidbelieveinwhathecalledafresheye,andhedidwantscopeforfreshmethods。

Therewassomethinginhisview,butitfailedwheresuchthingscommonlyfail,becausethefresheyecannotseetheunseen。Itistrueabouttheladderandthescarecrow,butnotaboutthelifeandthesoul;andhemadeabadmistakeaboutwhatamanlikeMichaelwoulddowhenheheardawomanscream。

AllMichael’sveryvanityandvainglorymadehimrushoutatonce;hewouldhavewalkedintoDublinCastleforalady’sglove。Callithisposeorwhatyouwill,buthewouldhavedoneit。Whathappenedwhenhemetherisanotherstory,andonewemayneverknow,butfromtalesI’veheardsince,theymusthavebeenreconciled。Wilsonwaswrongthere;buttherewassomething,forallthat,inhisnotionthatthenewcomerseesmost,andthatthemanonthespotmayknowtoomuchtoknowanything。Hewasrightaboutsomethings。Hewasrightaboutme。\"

\"Aboutyou?\"askedHaroldMarchinsomewonder。

\"Iamthemanwhoknowstoomuchtoknowanything,or,atanyrate,todoanything,\"saidHorneFisher。\"Idon’tmeanespeciallyaboutIreland。ImeanaboutEngland。Imeanaboutthewholewaywearegoverned,andperhapstheonlywaywecanbegoverned。Youaskedmejustnowwhatbecameofthesurvivorsofthattragedy。Well,Wilsonrecoveredandwemanagedtopersuadehimtoretire。ButwehadtopensionthatdamnablemurderermoremagnificentlythananyherowhoeverfoughtforEngland。ImanagedtosaveMichaelfromtheworst,butwehadtosendthatperfectlyinnocentmantopenalservitudeforacrimeweknowhenevercommitted,anditwasonlyafterwardthatwecouldconniveinasneakishwayathisescape。AndSirWalterCareyisPrimeMinisterofthiscountry,whichhewouldprobablyneverhavebeenifthetruthhadbeentoldofsuchahorriblescandalinhisdepartment。ItmighthavedoneforusaltogetherinIreland;itwouldcertainlyhavedoneforhim。Andheismyfather’soldfriend,andhasalwayssmotheredmewithkindness。I

amtootangledupwiththewholething,yousee,andI

wascertainlyneverborntosetitright。Youlookdistressed,nottosayshocked,andI’mnotatalloffendedatit。Letuschangethesubjectbyallmeans,ifyoulike。WhatdoyouthinkofthisBurgundy?It’sratheradiscoveryofmine,liketherestaurantitself。\"

Andheproceededtotalklearnedlyandluxuriantlyonallthewinesoftheworld;onwhichsubject,also,somemoralistswouldconsiderthatheknewtoomuch。

III。THESOULOFTHESCHOOLBOY

AlargemapofLondonwouldbeneededtodisplaythewildandzigzagcourseofoneday’sjourneyundertakenbyanuncleandhisnephew;or,tospeakmoretruly,ofanephewandhisuncle。Forthenephew,aschoolboyonaholiday,wasintheorythegodinthecar,orinthecab,tram,tube,andsoon,whilehisunclewasatmostapriestdancingbeforehimandofferingsacrifices。Toputitmoresoberly,theschoolboyhadsomethingofthestolidairofayoungdukedoingthegrandtour,whilehiselderlyrelativewasreducedtothepositionofacourier,whoneverthelesshadtopayforeverythinglikeapatron。TheschoolboywasofficiallyknownasSummersMinor,andinamoresocialmannerasStinks,theonlypublictributetohiscareerasanamateurphotographerandelectrician。TheunclewastheRev。ThomasTwyford,aleanandlivelyoldgentlemanwithared,eagerfaceandwhitehair。Hewasintheordinarywayacountryclergyman,buthewasoneofthosewhoachievetheparadoxofbeingfamousinanobscureway,becausetheyarefamousinanobscureworld。Inasmallcircleofecclesiasticalarchaeologists,whoweretheonlypeoplewhocouldevenunderstandoneanother’sdiscoveries,heoccupiedarecognizedandrespectableplace。Andacriticmighthavefoundeveninthatday’sjourneyatleastasmuchoftheuncle’shobbyasofthenephew’sholiday。

Hisoriginalpurposehadbeenwhollypaternalandfestive。But,likemanyotherintelligentpeople,hewasnotabovetheweaknessofplayingwithatoytoamusehimself,onthetheorythatitwouldamuseachild。Histoyswerecrownsandmitersandcroziersandswordsofstate;andhehadlingeredoverthem,tellinghimselfthattheboyoughttoseeallthesightsofLondon。Andattheendoftheday,afteratremendoustea,herathergavethegameawaybywindingupwithavisitinwhichhardlyanyhumanboycouldbeconceivedastakinganinterest——anundergroundchambersupposedtohavebeenachapel,recentlyexcavatedonthenorthbankoftheThames,andcontainingliterallynothingwhateverbutoneoldsilvercoin。Butthecoin,tothosewhoknew,wasmoresolitaryandsplendidthantheKoh—i—noor。ItwasRoman,andwassaidtobeartheheadofSt。Paul;androunditragedthemostvitalcontroversiesabouttheancientBritishChurch。Itcouldhardlybedenied,however,thatthecontroversiesleftSummersMinorcomparativelycold。

Indeed,thethingsthatinterestedSummersMinor,andthethingsthatdidnotinteresthim,hadmystifiedandamusedhisuncleforseveralhours。HeexhibitedtheEnglishschoolboy’sstartlingignoranceandstartlingknowledge——knowledgeofsomespecialclassificationinwhichhecangenerallycorrectandconfoundhiselders。Heconsideredhimselfentitled,atHamptonCourtonaholiday,toforgettheverynamesofCardinalWolseyorWilliamofOrange;buthecouldhardlybedraggedfromsomedetailsaboutthearrangementoftheelectricbellsintheneighboringhotel。HewassolidlydazedbyWestminsterAbbey,whichisnotsounnaturalsincethatchurchbecamethelumberroomofthelargerandlesssuccessfulstatuaryoftheeighteenthcentury。ButhehadamagicandminuteknowledgeoftheWestminsteromnibuses,andindeedofthewholeomnibussystemofLondon,thecolorsandnumbersofwhichheknewasaheraldknowsheraldry。Hewouldcryoutagainstamomentaryconfusionbetweenalight—greenPaddingtonandadark—greenBayswatervehicle,ashisunclewouldattheidentificationofaGreekikonandaRomanimage。

\"Doyoucollectomnibuseslikestamps?\"askedhisuncle。\"Theymustneedaratherlargealbum。Ordoyoukeeptheminyourlocker?\"

\"Ikeeptheminmyhead,\"repliedthenephew,withlegitimatefirmness。

\"Itdoesyoucredit,Iadmit,\"repliedtheclergyman。\"Isupposeitwerevaintoaskforwhatpurposeyouhavelearnedthatoutofathousandthings。Therehardlyseemstobeacareerinit,unlessyoucouldbepermanentlyonthepavementtopreventoldladiesgettingintothewrongbus。Well,wemustgetoutofthisone,forthisisourplace。I

wanttoshowyouwhattheycallSt。Paul’sPenny。\"

\"IsitlikeSt。Paul’sCathedral?\"askedtheyouthwithresignation,astheyalighted。

Attheentrancetheireyeswerearrestedbyasingularfigureevidentlyhoveringtherewithasimilaranxietytoenter。Itwasthatofadark,thinmaninalongblackroberatherlikeacassock;buttheblackcaponhisheadwasoftoostrangeashapetobeabiretta。Itsuggested,rather,somearchaicheaddressofPersiaorBabylon。Hehadacuriousblackbeardappearingonlyatthecornersofhischin,andhislargeeyeswereoddlysetinhisfaceliketheflatdecorativeeyespaintedinoldEgyptianprofiles。Beforetheyhadgatheredmorethanageneralimpressionofhim,hehaddivedintothedoorwaythatwastheirowndestination。

Nothingcouldbeseenabovegroundofthesunkensanctuaryexceptastrongwoodenhut,ofthesortrecentlyrunupformanymilitaryandofficialpurposes,thewoodenfloorofwhichwasindeedamereplatformovertheexcavatedcavitybelow。Asoldierstoodasasentryoutside,andasuperiorsoldier,anAnglo—Indianofficerofdistinction,satwritingatthedeskinside。Indeed,thesightseerssoonfoundthatthisparticularsightwassurroundedwiththemostextraordinaryprecautions。IhavecomparedthesilvercointotheKoh—i—noor,andinonesenseitwasevenconventionallycomparable,sincebyahistoricalaccidentitwasatonetimealmostcountedamongtheCrownjewels,oratleasttheCrownrelics,untiloneoftheroyalprincespubliclyrestoredittotheshrinetowhichitwassupposedtobelong。Othercausescombinedtoconcentrateofficialvigilanceuponit;therehadbeenascareaboutspiescarryingexplosivesinsmallobjects,andoneofthoseexperimentalorderswhichpasslikewavesoverbureaucracyhaddecreedfirstthatallvisitorsshouldchangetheirclothesforasortofofficialsackcloth,andthen(whenthismethodcausedsomemurmurs)

thattheyshouldatleastturnouttheirpockets。

ColonelMorris,theofficerincharge,wasashort,activemanwithagrimandleatheryface,butalivelyandhumorouseye——acontradictionborneoutbyhisconduct,forheatoncederidedthesafeguardsandyetinsistedonthem。