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Chapter IX. Dr. Bauerstein
”NowIunderstoodthatunfinishedsentenceofhers:“Emilyherself——”AndinmyheartIagreedwithher.WouldnotMrs.InglethorphavepreferredtogounavengedratherthanhavesuchterribledishonourfalluponthenameofCavendish.
“There’sanotherthing,”saidJohnsuddenly,andtheunexpectedsoundofhisvoicemademestartguiltily.“Somethingwhichmakesmedoubtifwhatyousaycanbetrue.”
“What’sthat?”Iasked,thankfulthathehadgoneawayfromthesubjectofhowthepoisoncouldhavebeenintroducedintothecocoa.
“Why,thefactthatBauersteindemandedapost-mortem.Heneedn’thavedoneso.LittleWilkinswouldhavebeenquitecontenttoletitgoatheartdisease.”
“Yes,”Isaiddoubtfully.“Butwedon’tknow.Perhapshethoughtitsaferinthelongrun.Someonemighthavetalkedafterwards.ThentheHomeOfficemighthaveorderedexhumation.Thewholethingwouldhavecomeout,then,andhewouldhavebeeninanawkwardposition,fornoonewouldhavebelievedthatamanofhisreputationcouldhavebeendeceivedintocallingitheartdisease.”
“Yes,that’spossible,”admittedJohn.“Still,”headded,“I’mblestifIcanseewhathismotivecouldhavebeen.”
Itrembled.
“Lookhere,”Isaid,“Imaybealtogetherwrong.And,remember,allthisisinconfidence.”
“Oh,ofcourse—thatgoeswithoutsaying.”
Wehadwalked,aswetalked,andnowwepassedthroughthelittlegateintothegarden.
