55 on Tuesday afternoon. He had
noticed a man on the platform with coat collar turned up and a
scarf round his chin. He had wondered why the man should do this
on such a hot day. The man seemed to be trying to escape
observation. Directly the train came in, he hurried into a
carriage. And so on.
"There's always a John Borden at every murder case," said Antony
to himself.
"Have you ever seen Mark Ablett?"
"Once or twice, sir."
"Was it he?"
"I never really got a good look at him, sir, what with his collar
turned up and the scarf and all. But directly I heard of the sad
affair, and that Mr. Ablett was missing, I said to Mrs. Borden,
'Now I wonder if that was Mr. Ablett I saw at the station?' So
then we talked it over and decided that I ought to come and tell
Inspector Birch. It was just Mr. Ablett's height, sir."
Antony went on with his thoughts ....
The Coroner was summing up. The jury, he said, had now heard all
the evidence and would have to decide what had happened in that
room between the two brothers. How had the deceased met his
death? The medical evidence would probably satisfy them that
Robert Ablett had died from the effects of a bullet-wound in the
head.
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