Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1920-03-15
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aoNIY IL you are going to speak re-
" spectfully of him. said Breton
stfrpsy, tsIsys no reason to do otherwise.
,,,b,ck Is the man. who ought to have
Er,appried your mother, when things
.sn,rned out as they did, piphick TOOK
YOU and brought you up az eu ne nas 70 cone. zone,
scIt ~ that you should never know OF your
fatheTr, athheeTr,Sbick drI never knew until last night
pTard,estone Is Chamberlayne.
tnns Wn0, The biggest scoundrels have
iErEssn%dsSElphicE's EEs% very fond Of cardle'
SRarsV R cav Elphick didn't know until
n;nhtS3 no exclaimed. why, then,
tsis Sis running away9 What were they
tunI'nss UNI have no more notion than you
,,,o Spargo," replied Myerst. Il
hlfo, yon one or other of them knows
sseemmething sem that / don't. Elphick,
Gather. took fright from you, and went
70 Cardlestone--the they both van,
;sbed, It may be that Cardlestone did
hill Maitland--I don't know. But III
tell you what I know about, ~, hough,
m s say. l don't know who killed Matt
,ard S Now. first, you know all that
,anu nhon, Maitland's having papers and
sssOI"ables sOTub and gold on hfmf Very. well
,pT;ve got all that. The whole lot Is
lacked Ip-safely--and I'm willing to
hand it over to you, Breton, when we
." hack to town, and the necessary
snroof is given--as 1t. will be-that
rou're Maitlnnd's son. .
''MSverst paused to see the effect Of
.h;s announcement, and laughed when
Ss Ssi' saw the blank astonishment which
stole over his hearers faces. -,
"And still more," he continued.
oI,ye got all the contents OF that leather
bo, which Maitland deposited with me
that's safely locked up, too, and at
your disposal. took possession OF that
the day after the murder. Then, 1or
pnrposes of my own, went TO scotiand
Yard, as Spargo there is aware. You
see, was playing game-and IL re-
qu".tAsu q"A game /" exclaimed Breton. Good
beayens--what gamer ,.---.-,
ne"Ie "T never knew until I had possession
a, all these things that Marbury was
Maitland of Market Milcaster," an
s,rsred Myerst. when did know
tben / began to put things. together
and n pursue my own line. Independent
of everybody. tell you ] had all Matt
lands papers and possessions, by. that
time-except one thing. That packet OF
Anstralian stamps. And-I found out
that those stamps were In the hands OF
Cardlestone u
The Final Telegram
NIYERST paused, to take pull at
Wl his glass, and to look at the two
.noynd listeners with a smile OF con-
'" "In the hands of esrslsstane,'' he
rspeated. Snow, what did I argue
from that? why, of course, that Matt
land had been to Cardlestone's rooms
thot night. Wasn't he found lying
dead at the foot of Cardlestone's
stairs? Aye-but who found him!
Not the porter-not the police--not you,
Master Spargo, with all your clever,
ness. The man who found Maitland
lying dead there that night was-l!
In the silence that followed, Spargo,
who had been making notes OF what
Myerst said, suddenly dropped his pen
ell and thrusting his hands In his pock.
cts sat bolt upright with q look which
Breton, who was watching MIN seri-
uusly, could not make out. 1t was the
look of man whose ideas ana con,
ceptions are being rudely, upset. ana
MyCrst, too, saw it. and he laughed,
more sneeringly than ever. a.,
That's one for you, Spargo! he
said. "That surprises you-that makes
you think. Now what do you think!-
Il one may ask"
"I think" said Spargo, that you
are either a consummate liar, or that
this mystery is bigger than before"
II can lie when it's necessary, re-
torted Myerst. "Just now 1t isn't nee
eSary. I'm telling you the plain truth
there's no reason why I shouldn't. AS
I've said before, although you two
young bullies have tied me up in this
fashion, you can't do anything against
me. I've a power Of attorney from
those two old men in there, and that's
enough to satisfy anybody as to my