The Murder at the Vicarage-12
The 
Murder at the Vicarage
Chapter Twelve
I was summoned to the study when Lawrence Redding arrived. He 
looked haggard and, I thought, suspicious. Colonel Melchett greeted him something 
approaching cordiality.
※We want to ask you a few question 每 here, on the spot,§ he said.
Lawrence sneered slightly.
※Isn＊t that a French idea? Reconstruction of the crime?§
※My dear boy,§ said Colonel Melchett. ※Don＊t take that tone 
with us. Are you swear that someone lese has also confessed to committing the crime which 
you pretend to have committed?§
The effect of these words on Lawence was painful and immediate.
※S 每 s- omeone else?§ he stammered. ※Who 每 who?§
※Mrs. Protheroe,§ said Colonel Melchett, watching him.
※Absurd. She never did it. She couldn＊t have. It＊s impossible.§ 
Melchett interrupted him.
※Strangely enough, we did not believe her story. Neither, I may say, 
do we believe yours. Doctor Haydock says positively that the murder could not have been 
committed at the time you say it was.§
※Doctor Haydock says that?§
※Yes; so, you see, you are cleared whether you like it or not. And 
now we want you to help us, to tell us exactly what occurred.§
Lawrence still hesitated.
※You＊re not deceiving me about 每 about Mrs. Protheroe? You really 
don＊t suspect her?§
※On my word of honor,§ said Colonel Melchett.
Lawrence drew a deep breath. 
※I＊ve been a fool,§ he said. ※An absolute fool. How I could 
have thought for one minute that she did it＃§
※Suppose you tell us all about it?§ Suggested the Chief Constable.
※There＊s not much to tell. I 每 I met Mrs. Protheroe that 
afternoon＃§
He paused.
※We know all about that,§ said Melchett. ※You may think that your 
feeling for Mrs. Protheroe and hers for you was dead secret, but in reality it was known 
and commented upon. In any case everything is bound to come out now.§
※Very well, then. I expect you are right. I had promised the Vicar 
here§ 每 he glanced at me 每 ※to 每 to go right away. I met Mrs. Protheroe that 
evening in the studio at a quarter past six. I told her of what I had decided. She, too, 
agreed, that it was the only thing to do. We 每 we said good-by to each other.§
※We left the studio, and almost at once Doctor Stone joined us. Anne 
managed to seem marvelously natural. I couldn＊t do it. I went off with Stone to the Blue 
Boar and had a drink. Then I thought I＊d go home, but, when I got to the corner of this 
road, I changed my mind and decided to come along and see the Vicar. I felt I wanted 
someone to talk to about the matter.§
※At the door, the maid told me that Vicar was out but would be in 
shortly, but that Colonel Protheroe was in the study waiting for him. Well, I didn＊t 
like to go away again 每 looked as though I were shirking meeting him. So I said I＊d 
wait, too, and I went intot he study.§
He stopped.
※Well?§ said Colonel Melchett.
※Protheroe was sitting at the writing table 每 just as you found 
him. I went up to him. I saw that he was dead. Then I looked down and saw the pistol lying 
on the floor beside him. I picked it up 每 and at once saw that it was my pistol!§
※That gave me a turn. My pistol! And then, straightway I leaped to 
one conclusion. Anne must have bagged my pistol sometime or other 每 meaning it for 
herself if she couldn＊t bear things any longer. Perhaps she had had it with her today. 
After we parted in the village she must have come back here and 每 and 每 Oh! I suppose 
I was mad to think of it. But that＊s what I thought. I slipped the pistol in my pocket 
and came away. Just outside the Vicarage gate, I met the vicar. He said something nice and 
normal about seeing Protheroe 每 and suddenly I had a wild desire to laugh. His manner 
was so ordinary and everyday, and there was I all strung up. I remember shouting out 
something absurd and seeing his face change. I was nearly off my head, I believe. I went 
walking 每 walking - At last I couldn＊t bear it any longer. If Anne had done this 
ghastly thing, I was at least morally responsible. I went and gave myself up.§
There was a silence when he had finished. Then the Colonel said in a 
businesslike voice, ※I would like to ask just one or two questions. First, did you touch 
or move the body in any way?§
※No, I didn＊t touch it at all. One could see he was dead with out 
touching him.§
※Did you notice a note lying on the blotter half concealed by his 
body?§
※No.§
※Did you interfere in any way with the clock?§
※I never touched the clock. I seem to remember a clock lying 
overturned on the table, but I never touched it.§
※Now as to this pistol of yours, when did you last see it?§
Lawrence Redding reflected.
※It＊s hard to say exactly.§
※Where do you keep it?§
※Oh, in a litter of odds and ends in the sitting 每 room in my 
cottage. On one of the shelves of the bookcase.§
※You left it lying about carelessly?§
※Yes. I really didn＊t think about it. It was just there.§
※So that anyone who came to your cottage could have seen it?§
※Yes.§
※And you don＊t remember when you last saw it?§
Lawrence drew his brows together in a frown of recollection.
※I＊m almost sure it was there the day before yesterday. I remember 
pushing it aside to get an old pipe. I think it was the day before yesterday 每 but it 
may have been the day before that.§
※Who has been to our cottage lately?§
※Oh! Crowds of people. Someone is always drifting in and out. I had a 
sort of tea party the day before yesterday. Lettice Protheroe, Dennis, and all their 
crowd. And then one or other of the old pussies comes in now and again.§
※Do you lock the cottage up when you go out?§
※No, why no earth should I? I＊ve nothing to steal. And no one does 
lock his house up round here.§
※Who looks after your wants there?§
※An old Mrs. Archer comes in every morning to ＆do for me,＊ as it＊s 
called.§
※Do you think she would remember when the pistol was there last?§
※I don＊t know. She might. But I don＊t fancy conscientious dusting 
is her strong point.§
※It comes to this 每 that almost anyone might have taken that 
pistol?§
※It seems so 每 yes.§
The door opened, and Dr. Haydock came in with Anne Protheroe. 
She started at seeing Lawrence. He, on his part, made a tentative step 
toward her.
※Forgive me, Anne,§ he said. ※It was abominable of me to think 
what I did.§
※I＃§ She faltered, then looked appealingly at Colonel Melchett. 
※It is true, what Doctor Haydock told me?§
※That Mr. Redding is cleared of suspicion? Yes. And now what about 
this story of yours, Mrs. Protheroe? Eh, what about it?§
She smiled rather shamefacedly.
※I suppose you think it dreadful of me?§
※Well, shall we say 每 very foolish? But that＊s all over. What I 
want now, Mrs. Protheroe, is the truth 每 the absolute truth.§
She nodded gravely.
※I will tell you. I suppose you know about 每 about everything.§
※Yes.§
※I was to meet Lawrence 每 Mr. Redding 每 that evening at the 
studio. At a quarter past six. My husband and I drove into the village together. I had 
some shopping to do. As we parted he mentioned casually that he was going to see the 
Vicar. I couldn＊t get word to Lawrence, and I was rather uneasy, I 每 well, it was 
awkward meeting him in the Vicarage garden while my husband was at the Vicarage.§
Her cheeks burned as she said this. It was not a pleasant moment for 
her.
※I reflected that perhaps my husband would not stay very long. To 
find this out, I came along the badk lane and into the garden. I hoped no one would see 
me, but, of course, old Miss Marple had to be in her garden! She stopped me and we said a 
few words, and I explained I was going to call for my husband. I felt I had to say 
something. I don＊t know whether she believed me or not. She looked rather 每 funny.§
※When I left her, I went straight across to the Vicarage and round 
the corner of the house to the study window. I crept up to it very softly expecting to 
hear the sound of voices. But to my empty, and hurried across the lawn and down to the 
studio where Lawrence joined me almost at once.§
※You say the room was empty, Mrs. Protheroe?§
※Yes; my husband was not there.§
※Extraordinary.§
※You mean, ma＊am, that you didn＊t see him?§ said the Inspector.
※No, I didn＊t see him.§
Inspector Slack whispered to the Chief Constable, who nodded his head.
※Do you mind, Mrs. Protheroe, just showing us exactly what you did?§
※Not at all.§
She rose; Inspector Slack pushed open the window for her, and she 
stepped 9out on the terrace and round the house to the left.
Inspector Slack beckoned me imperiously to go and sit at the writing 
table.
Somehow I didn＊t much like doing it. It gave me an uncomfortable 
feeling. But, of course, I complied.
Presently I heard footsteps outside; they paused for a minute, then 
retreated. Inspector Slack indicated to me that I could return to the other side of the 
room. Mrs. Protheroe re 每 entered through the window.
※Is that exactly how it was?§ asked Colonel Melchett.
※I think exactly.§
※Then can you tell us, Mrs. Protheroe, just exactly where the Vicar 
was in the room when you looked in?§ asked Inspector Slack.
※The Vicar? I 每 No, I＊m afraid I can＊t. I didn＊t see him.§
Inspector Slack nodded.
※That＊s how you didn＊t see your husband. He was round the corner 
at the writing desk.§
※Oh!§ She paused. Suddenly her eyes grew round with horror. ※It 
wasn＊t there that 每 that＃§
※Yes, Mrs. Protheroe. It was while he was sitting there.§
※Oh!§ she shivered.
He went on with his questions.
※Did you know, Mrs. Protheroe, that Mr. Redding had a pistol?§
※Yes. He told me so once.§
※Did you ever have that pistol in your possession?§
She shook her head.
※No.§
※Did you know where he kept it?§
※I＊m not sure. I think 每 yes, I think I＊ve seen it on a shelf 
in his cottage. Didn＊t you keep it there, Lawrence?§
※When was the last time you were at the cottage, Mrs. Protheroe?§
※Oh, about three weeks ago. My husband and I had tea there with him.§
※And you have not been there since?§
※No. I never went there. You see, it would probably cause a lot of 
talk in the village.§
※Doubtless,§ said Colonel Melchett dryly. ※Where were you in the 
habit of seeing Mr. Redding, if I may ask?§
She blushed. ※He used to come up to the Hall. He was painting 
Lettice. We 每we often met in the woods afterward.§
The Chief Constable nodded.
※Isn＊t that enough?§ Her voice was suddenly broken. ※It＊s so 
awful 每 having to tell you all these things. And 每 and there wasn＊t anything wrong 
about it. There wasn＊t 每 indeed, there wasn＊t. We were just friends. We 每 we 
couldn＊t help caring for each other.§
She looked pleadingly at Dr. Haydock, and that soft 每 hearted man 
stepped forward.
※I really think, Melchett,§ he said, ※that Mrs. Protheroe has had 
enough. She＊s had a great shock 每 in more ways than one.§
The Chief Constable nodded.
※There is really nothing more I want to ask you, Mrs. Protheroe,§ 
he said. ※Thank you for answering my questions so frankly.§
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※Then 每 then I may go?§
He bowed his head in assent, but I noticed him make an almost 
imperceptible sign to Slack, which that worthy answered with a nod of understanding. Anne 
Protheroe was not yet completely cleared of suspicion. The evidence of the note was too 
strong.
※Is your wife in?§ asked Haydock. ※I think Mrs. Prothereoe would 
like to see her.§
※Yes,§ I said, ※Griselda is in. You＊ll find her in the drawing 
每 room.§
She and Haydock left the room together, and Lawrence Redding with them.
Colonel Melchett had pursed up his lips and was playing with a paper 
knife. Slack was looking at the note. It was then that I mentioned Miss Marple＊s theory.
Slack looked closely at it.
※My word,§ he said. ※I believe the old lady＊s right. Look here, 
sir, don＊t you see? These figures are written in different ink. That date was written 
with a fountain pen or I＊ll eat my boots!§
We were all rather excited.
※You＊ve examined the note for fingerprints, of course,§ said the 
Chief Constable.
※What do you think, Colonel? No fingerprints on the note at all. 
Fingerprints on the pistol those of Mr. Lawrence Redding. May have been some other once, 
before he went fooling round with it and carrying it around in his pocket, but there＊s 
nothing clear enough to get hold of now.§
※At first the case looked very black against Mrs. Protheroe,§ said 
the Colonel thoughtfully. ※Much blacker than against young Redding. There was that old 
woman Marple＊s evidence that she didn＊t have the pistol with her, but these elderly 
ladies are often mistaken.§
I was silent, but I did not agree with him. I was quite sure that Anne Protheroe had had 
no pistol with her, since Miss Marple had said so. Miss Marple is not the type of elderly 
lady who makes mistakes. She had got an uncanny knack of being always right.
※What did get me was that nobody heard that shot. If it was fired 
then 每 somebody must have heard it 每 wherever they thought it came from. Slack, 
you＊d better have a word with the maid.§
Inspector Slack moved with alacrity toward the door.
※I shouldn＊t ask her if she heard a shot in the house,§ I said. 
※Because if you do, she＊ll deny it. Call it a shot in the woods. That＊s the only 
kind of shot she＊ll admit to hearing.§
※I know how to manage them,§ said Inspector Slack, and disappeared.
※Miss Marple says she heard a shot later,§ said Colonel Melchett 
thoughtfully. ※We must see if she can fix the time at all precisely. Of course it may be 
a stray shot that had nothing to do with the case.§
※It may be, of course,§ I agreed.
The Colonel took a turn or two up and down the room.
※Do you know, Clement,§ he said suddenly, ※I＊ve a feeling that 
this is going to turn out a much more intricate and difficult business than any of us 
think. Dash it all, there＊s nothing behind it.§ He snorted. ※Something we don＊t 
know about. We＊re only beginning. Clement. Mark my words, we＊re only beginning. All 
these things, the clock, the note, the pistol 每 they don＊t make sense as they stand.§
I shook my head. They certainly didn＊t.
※But I＊m going to get to the bottom of it. No calling in of 
Scotland Yard. Slack＊s a smart man. He＊s a very smart man. He＊s a kind of ferret. He＊ll 
nose his way through to the truth. He＊s done several very good things already and this 
case will be his chef 每 d＊oeuvre. Some men would call in Scotland Yard. I shan＊t. We＊ll 
get to the bottom of this here in Downshire.§
※I hope so, I＊m sure,§ I said.
I tried to make my voice enthusiastic, but I had already taken such a 
dislike to Inspector Slack that the prospect of his success failed to appeal to me. A 
successful Slack would, I thought, be even more odious than a baffled one.
※Who has the house next door?§ asked the Colonel suddenly.
※You mean at the end of the road? Mrs. Price Ridley.§
※We＊ll go along to here after Slack has finished with your maid. 
She might just possibly have heard something. She isn＊t deaf or anything, is she?§
※I should say here hearing was remarkably keen. I＊m going by the 
amount of scandal she has started by ＆just happening to overhear accidentally.＊§
※That＊s the kind of woman we want. Oh! Here＊s Slack.§
The Inspector had the air of one emerging from a severe tussle. He 
looked hot.
※Phew!§ he said. ※That＊s a tartar you＊ve got, sir.§
※Mary is essentially a girl of strong character,§ I replied.
※Doesn＊t like the police,§ he said. ※I cautioned her 每 did 
what I could to put the fear of the Law into her, but no good. She stood right up to me.§
※Spirited,§ I said, feeling more kindly toward Mary.
※But I pinned her down, all right. She heard one shot 每 and one 
shot only. And it was a good long time after Colonel Protheroe came. I couldn＊t get her 
to name a time, but we fixed it at last by means of the fish. The fish was late, and she 
blew the boy up when he came, and he said it was barely half past six anyway, and it was 
just after that she heard the shot. Of course, that＊s not accurate, so to speak, but it 
gives us an idea.§
※H＊m,§ said Melchett.
※I don＊t think Mrs. Protheroe＊s in this after all,§ said Slack, 
with a note of regret in his voice. ※She wouldn＊t have had time, to begin with, and 
then women never like fiddling about with firearms. Arsenic＊s more in their line. No, I 
don＊t think she did it. It＊s a pity!§
He sighed.
Melchett explained that he was going round to Mrs. Price Ridley＊s, 
and Slack approved.
※May I come with you?§ I asked. ※I＊m getting interested.§
I was given permission and we set forth. A loud ※Hi§ greeted us as 
we emerged from the Vicarage gate, and my nephew, Dennis, came running up the road from 
the village to join us.
※Look here,§ he said to the Inspector. ※What about that footprint 
I told you about?§
※Gardener＊s,§ said Inspector Slack laconically.
※You don＊t think it might be someone else wearing the gardener＊s 
boots?§
※No, I don＊t,§ said Inspector Slack in a discouraging way.
It would take more than that to discourage Dennis, however.
He held out a couple of burned matches.
※I found these by the Vicarage gate.§
※Thank you,§ said Slack and put them in his pocket.
Matters appeared now to have reached a deadlock.
※You＊re not arresting Uncle Len, are you?§ inquired Dennis 
facetiously.
※Why should I?§ inquired Slack.
※There＊s a lot of evidence against him,§ declared Dennis. ※You 
ask Mary. Only the day before the murder he was wishing Colonel Protheroe out of the 
world. Weren＊t you, Uncle Len?§
※Er＃§ I began.
Inspector Slack turned a slow, suspicious stare upon me, and I felt hot 
all over. Dennis is exceedingly tiresome. He ought to realize that a policeman seldom has 
a sense of humor.
※Don＊t be absurd, Dennis,§ I said irritably.
The innocent child opened his eyes in a star of surprise.
※I say, it＊s only a joke,§ he said. ※Uncle Len just said that 
anyone who murdered Colonel Protheroe would be doing the world a service.§
※Ah!§ said Inspector Slack. ※That explains something the maid 
said.§
Servants very seldom have any sense of humor either. I cursed Dennis 
heartily in my mind for bringing the matter up. That and the clock together will make the 
Inspector suspicious of me for life.
※Come on, Clement,§ said Colonel Melchett.
※Where are you going? Can I come, too?§ asked Dennis.
※No, you can＊t,§ I snapped.
We left him looking after us with a hurt expression. We went up to the 
neat front door of Mrs. Price Ridley＊s house, and the Inspector knocked and rang in what 
I can only describe as an official manner.
A pretty parlor maid answered the bell.
※Mrs. Price Ridley in?§ inquired Melchett.
※No, sir.§ The maid paused and added, ※She＊s just gone down to 
the police station.§
This was a totally unexpected development. As we retraced our steps, 
Melchett caught me by the arm and murmured, ※If she＊s gone to confess to the crime, 
too, I really shall go off my head.§
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