The Red Window

dden the shortcomings of the garments under a gorgeous dressing-gown, a relic of Dick's 'Varsity days. But Conniston had procured through Durham several suits of Gore's clothes whi

n, a good dinner and the super-exc

fee hot and strong, and when she left the room the young men produced their pipes. Then Conniston sat on one side of

pipe carefully, "let us consider what actuall

im dead, unless you ca

dryly. "I tell you what, Gore, you evidently don'

ently. "I left Durham's house at ten o'

avely, "and I mentioned also the

left the house, and a small boy stopped me. He said that a lady-he did not

in Lucy kn

been spoken to by the lady down Kensington way. Now I knew from Durham that Lucy was living with Sir Simon, who was

describe

that I obtained only a vague impression. He seemed to be a fair, innocent-looking boy

s pipe excitedly. "You describe Jud

plo

crime, and, by Jove! those who contrived i

this is the lad-Mrs

elt-in-my-mouth sort of brat who looks like an angel and acts like a denizen of the infernal regions. And now I remember," went o

d, thoughtfully. "He also had bare feet

is mustache and staring gloomily into the fire. "I wond

uld have suspected something wrong. I don't care about follow

t have to

do you

. Go on wit

ttle ahead of me, and several times whe

he Accuser of the Brethren. How long

ters of an hour. All the trouble to

see the R

ppose the glass was red, but think some red material must hav

yet when Beryl looked and his friend Mrs.

that Lucy had sent for me, and, thinking that she had persuaded my grandfather to relen

be seen fro

, the fog was ver

y signa

at his friend. "You

n. Was there

of whistle. Som

particularly high key. The effect on Conniston was strange

little scamp had a kind of whistle like that-something lik

clared; "the whist

on opened the door and whistled loudly in the same way. Twice he did this. Shortly after the second time the pattering o

see Jerry?" asked h

ught it was Jerry, sir," she murmured, leaning against the

ciously, "and I tried to see if it would bring y

eyes, and then with a toss of her head ran down the stairs. Dick

sure enough,

to someone in the house to intimate

. Gi

seemed mixed over Mrs. Gilroy. When we first met you said that she didn't

ys pretended to be my frien

e of her now. She is

ighed Gore, remembe

k, resuming his

g 'Murder!' She dragged me upst

there was a red l

t of my dead grandfather. I loosened

n, and was produced at the inquest.

I had it in my hand when Mrs. Gilroy accused m

e unconsciously taken it with you. You see, it was a white handkerchief and Sir S

f the assassin. Is

. The assassin must have

you thin

his reply. "He enters the room, and talks with Sir Simon. In his pocket he has the

hink the assa

you that la

as the assassin and tried to hold me. The policeman cam

stood your ground

trong the circumstantial evidence was and is? I did not get to Durham's before seven, and I was by myself before that. I can't prove an alibi then, and I left at ten, after which hour Mrs. Gilroy said I had come into the house. In three-quarters of an hour there was ample time for me to kill my grandfather. It is barely a quarter of an hour's walk from Durham's house on Camden Hill to Crimea Square. I could not prove an alibi, nor could you or Durham

and sit down and we'll

e for the crime might be found-by the jury-in the fact that Bernard had quarrelled with his grandfather and had been disinherited. Then, to perplex affairs still more, Judas had disappeared, and the Red Window, on the evidence of Beryl and Mrs. Webber, was non-existent. Certainly the lady declared she saw it, but afterwards she t

gazed despairingly into the burning logs. "This fellow w

ou make t

r grandfather. He at once left. Then he came back after ten an

mistake anoth

you have no beard or mustache, and it is difficult to make up like another chap without such aids. At least I should think so. And remember the lamp in the hall did no

re of the light in the sitt

ur double just after ten and introduced him into the sit

grandfather would soon

he did, and then the assassin murdered hi

might and probably would have made a scene. Mrs. Gilro

sin may have crossed directly over to your grandfather and have stifled his cries by placing the han

st have been brought in the nick of time," said Bernard, ironically. "No, Dick,

trived it. He w

the house a

Miss Randolph was at the Curtain Theatre, which is near Crimea Square. He

ed that. I was in the hall at the time with the hand of the policeman on my

. But why do you th

sed me, she said to herself, but loud eno

iston, excited, "yo

the dock, and that is the only place I'

roy a friend

dfather, although he was so good to her. She and Lucy were always quarrelling,

ot. He had a lot at stake. I have heard tales about his gambling that would open your eyes. Durham made

rd, wearily. "But as Beryl was out of the hous

ings in train, and then have arranged the theatre

ired someone to

ard for anyone to disguise himself lik

ore, unable to restrain a smile; "

who resembled you, and who called himself by your name

can you g

an stay here. And there's Judas. I'll make it my business

harp on

to gain I can't think. However, Beryl has found himself mistaken over the money. The new will-so Durham told me to tell you-was burnt by the old m

Bernard, lo

siness-your double-will expect to be paid a

e puts a rope round his own th

as. He'll have his pound of f

mpossible that a lad of thirteen can be

he gallows, where, according to his grandmother, his forefathers suffered before him. Jud

be a man of

nniston, coolly, "but as Mrs. Gamp said of Bailly, jun

lieve it of

correspond with Judas. If she does, she'll tell him about a stranger at Cove Castle, and Judas, having seen

connect me with t

owever, it's getting late. We'll talk of this to-morrow. I must

er," said Bernard. "My heart ach

As Miss Berengaria is a relative, it will be thought nothing out of the way. We'll save you yet, Bernard; only I