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  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。

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