The Hunt Ball Mystery
. It seemed to be pretty generally accepted to be a case of suicide, although that view was opposed in evidence, not only by Gervase
h from the position of the wound and the dir
lar vein. The deceased would have been unable to cry out and would probably have quickly become in
no definite theory at that stage, and at thei
elson and Gifford, asked them to w
they would have seen it to-day in print. Thank goodness the papers don't look beyond the suicide idea, so they are not making much fu
were not much upset
rd re
the edge off the announcement. Of course they were horribly shocked at the idea
king with an unusually gloomy, preoccupied air, "the police
I should say that abnormally keen person,
ad him for an hour last night cross-examining us,
Morriston said. "He proposes to ret
the mystery is to be solved he is the m
train of thought. "Oh, yes," he answered. "Except that it is
ot one of suicide it must be one of murder. Where is Mr. Gerv
et's hope," Kelson said w
my guests. I can't tell who may have got a ticket and been present. There was a gr
elson alertly, though wi
t in and mix with the company, why he should have done a fellow guest to death, nor how
r anything else," Kelson said, "there is
ad man's personality and character it is not a far-
nious person, bent on vengeance, tracked him here and then lured him into the tower. Then
body's mind, and the principal topic of conversation. Morriston and his companions were eagerly questioned as to what had come out at
an furnish more evidence in this room than you seem to have got hold o
Morriston asked eagerly. "Has
e, Miss Elyot, who says she
the waltz was nearly over when he ask
reen dress?" Kels
s.
st have been you
ny light on the myst
r head. "None at
r or state of mind strik
"During the short time we were together our talk was
t formerly?" Morriston a
me people over at Lamberton; you remember the Peltons, M
. "I remember them quite well, altho
eting this very Mr. Henshaw at a big garden part
ve, Gladys. You can't expect me to recollect every one
perhaps than manners or tact warranted. "And do you find the place much changed
gined," he answered, through wha
f seeing how far it has altered, with this trag
," Miss Morriston added in her cold tone. "I hope Mr. Gifford i
ent it," Kelson re
ort or long Mr. Gifford will consider himself quite at home here.
dy done a little trespassing in your
in," Miss Morriston commanded. "Let m
ost picturesque by moo
uite fascinated by
fford said. "We will stroll ro
ly did one night," Morriston said laughingly. "When it
s well as its beauties," Pai
night is apt to trip
been made with his eyes fixed on his friend's fiancée, to whom at that moment Miss Morriston was handing the refilled cup of tea. A hand of each girl was u
colouring with vexation. "How stupid
e showing no trace of annoyance. "I thought you had hold of the
h," Mr. Morriston entreated her as he crossed
s Morriston asked, clearly with the obje
" he replied. "Perhaps. I seem to ha
glanced curiously