And Mark was missing. Obviously, then, Mark had
killed his brother: accidentally, as Cayley believed, or
deliberately, as Elsie's evidence seemed to suggest. There was
no point in looking for a difficult solution to a problem, when
the easy solution had no flaw in it. But at the same time Birch
would have preferred the difficult solution, simply because there
was more credit attached to it. A "sensational" arrest of
somebody in the house would have given him more pleasure than a
commonplace pursuit of Mark Ablett across country. Mark must be
found, guilty or not guilty. But there were other possibilities.
It would have interested Antony to know that, just at the time
when he was feeling rather superior to the prejudiced inspector,
the Inspector himself was letting his mind dwell lovingly upon
the possibilities in connection with Mr. Gillingham. Was it only
a coincidence that Mr. Gillingham had turned up just when he did?
And Mr. Beverley's curious answers when asked for some account of
his friend. An assistant in a tobacconist's, a waiter! An odd
man, Mr.
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