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Barbara and me from the shame of having you exposed as a forger and a
thief。;
;I never wrote such a letter� ─�shouted McIntyre�察�deeply incensed。
;No�察�it was a clever plan�察─�acknowledged Sylvester。 ;On one of my
trips to your house�察�Colonel McIntyre�察�I secured wax impressions of your
front door lock。 I went to your house Monday night and put the letter
among your papers just before Turnbull was admitted by your fool of a
butler。;
;And you gave Jimmie Turnbull a dose of poison ´ charged Kent�察�but
Sylvester�察�his lips gone dry�察�raised his manacled hands in protest。
;I did not poison him�察─�he cried。 ;I waited just to see if Turnbull got
the letter and to find out what he'd do with the securities�察�which he had
refused to turn over to me。 After he had read the forged letter Mr。
Turnbull acted sort of faint and went out in the hall。 I could just see him
put down a box on the hall table and lean against the wall。 Then he went
into the dining room and came back a second later carrying a glass of
water�察�and I saw him take up and open a small box and toss some white
pills into his mouth�察 �then he took a good drink�察 �and�察 �picking up a
handkerchief lying on the table�察�he went back into the library。;
There was silence as Sylvester's callous recital of the tragedy ended。
Helen�察�her eyes tearless and dark with suffering�察�sank slowly back in her
chair and rested her head against Barbara's sympathetic shoulder。
;So Turnbull's death was accidental after all�察─ �exclaimed Ferguson。
;Or was it suicide�拭─�
;Accident�察─ �answered Kent。 ;I found some nitro´glycerine pills in
the umbrella stand by the hall table。; Colonel McIntyre nodded。
;Evidently Turnbull put down his pill box before getting a glass of water�察�
and in his attack of giddiness accidentally opened your box of aconitine
pills�察 �Mrs。 Brewster�察 �instead of his own�察 �and swallowed a fatal dose�察�
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thinking they were nitroglycerine。;
Mrs。 Brewster bowed her head in agreement。 That must have been
it�察─ �she said。 ;However�察 �I saw Colonel McIntyre tear off the paper
wrapping and open my package of pills just before dinner�察 �and when I
heard that Jimmie had died from aconitine I ´ I ´; she stammered and
stopped short。
;You suspected I had murdered him�拭─�asked McIntyre softly。
;Yes�察─ �she looked appealingly at him。 ;Forgive me�察 �I should never
have suspected you�察 �but the pills�察 �box and all�察 �were missing the next
morning from the hall table。;
;Turnbull must have thrown the box into the umbrella stand�察─�
explained Kent。 ;That was where I found it。 Did you get the securities�察�
Sylvester�拭─�turning to the prisoner。
;No�察─ �sullenly。 ;She did�察─ �and a jerk of his thumb indicated Helen
McIntyre。
Helen raised her head and addressed them slowly。
;Jimmie and I expected Barbara to come in at any moment�察 �and he
started to leave when we saw you coming downstairs�察─�she turned to Mrs。
Brewster。 ;Jimmie declared that if we were found together I might be
compromised。 He couldn't explain his presence without exposing father ´
we both thought you a forger�察�father�察─�she interpolated�察�as McIntyre took
her hand and pressed it understandingly。 ;So he insisted that I should
treat him like an ordinary burglar ´ we had both forgotten Barbara's silly
wager in our horror about father。 Jimmie didn't dare take the securities
and father's confession with him for fear he'd be searched at the police
station�察�and the scandal would have come out then。;
;True�察─�agreed McIntyre。 ;Go on�察�Helen。;
;So Jimmie thrust the securities and father's confession into an
envelope and sealed it with red wax�察 �using Barbara's seal�察─ �explained
Helen。 ;He hadn't time to write an address or message on it�察�but he told
me to return the envelope to him later in the day or give it to Philip
Rochester and ask his aid。 I brought it here on Wednesday morning and
with Harry's permission put the envelope in the safe。;
;I tried to get it from there�察─ �volunteered Sylvester�察 �for I overheard
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Turnbull's plan�察�before I left by the reception room window。;
;So it was you and not Mr。 Rochester whom I saw steal out of the
window�察─�exclaimed Mrs。 Brewster。
;It's not the first time I've been mistaken for him�察─�exclaimed Sylvester
calmly。
Kent started and�察�gazing at Rochester and the clerk�察�saw there was a
general resemblance in coloring and physique。
;Did you present the checks to McDonald at the Metropolis Trust
Company bearing Rochester's and my forged signatures�拭─�he asked。
;I did�察─�acknowledged Sylvester。 ;Mr。 Rochester's wardrobe came in
very handy for deceiving the casual glance。 You know�察�'clothes make the
man�察�and want of it the fellow。';
Kent looked up quickly�察�struck by an idea。
;Sylvester�察 �did you steal the envelope containing the securities from
me at the Club de Vingt�拭─�he asked。
Sylvester shook his head。 ;No�察 �but she did�察─ �pointing to Mrs。
Brewster。 ;It's no lie�察─ �as McIntyre uttered an indignant denial。 ;When
Ferguson left here carrying off the securities from under my nose almost ´
I had spent the whole day trying to learn the safe's combination�察�I trailed
him to the Club de Vingt�察�and heard the head waiter tell him you�察�Mr。 Kent�察�
were sitting in the small smoking porch�察�so I climbed up the trumpet vine�察�
oh�察�it was strong and no climb for one who has done the feats I have in the
circus。 I reached the porch just in time to see Mrs。 Brewster drop her fan�察�
and when the men bent to pick it up she 'lifted' the envelope and concealed
it under her scarf。;
;Don't�察─ �Mrs。 Brewster laid a detaining hand on McIntyre as he
stepped forward。 ;The man is telling the truth。 I thought it was the
envelope you gave me earlier in the evening ´ it was unaddressed and the
red seal was the same。;
;Just a moment�察─ �interrupted Kent。 ;What did you do with the
envelope�拭─�
;When I returned home I dropped it inside one of the Venetian
caskets�察─ �Mrs。 Brewster replied。 ;No one ever went near them�察 �and I
thought it would be safe there。 You see�察�I was puzzled to know how it
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had disappeared from the desk in the reception room�察�where I had left it in
one of the pigeon holes�察�intending to take it later to my room。;
;I took the envelope ´ your envelope ´ out of the desk�察─ �confessed
McIntyre。 ;I would have spoken of it�察�Margaret�察�but was hurt that you
had left our marriage certificate lying around so carelessly。;
;Your what�拭─�Barbara sprang up�察�astounded。
;Our