The Murder at the Vicarage-13
The 
Murder at the Vicarage
ChapterThirteen
I hardly thought it likely that Mrs. Price Ridley had anything to 
dramatic in view, but I did wonder what had taken her to the police station. Had she 
really got evidence of importance, or that she thought of importance, to offer? At any 
rate we should soon know.
We found Mrs. Price Ridley talking at a high rate of speed to a 
somewhat bewildered looking police constable. That she was extremely indignant I knew from 
the way the bow in here hat was trembling. Mrs. Price Ridley wears what I believe are 
known as Hats for Matrons 每 they make a specialty of them in our adjacent town of Much 
Benham. They perch easily on a superstructure of hair and are somewhat over-weighted with 
large bows of ribbon. Griselda is always threatening to get a Matron＊s hat.
Mrs. Price Ridley paused in her flow of words upon our entrance.
※Mrs. Price Ridley?§ inquired Colonel Melchett, lifting his hat.
※Let me introduce Colonel Melchett to you, Mrs. Price Ridley,§ I 
said. ※Colonel Melchett is our chief Constable.§
Mrs. Price Ridley looked at me coldly, but produced that semblance of a 
gracious smile for the Colonel.
※We＊ve just been round to your house, Mrs. Price Ridley,§ 
explained the Colonel, ※and heard you had come down here.§
Mrs. Price Ridley thawed altogether.
※Ah!§ she said. ※I＊m glad some notice is being taken of 
the occurrence. Disgraceful, I call it. Simply disgraceful.§
There is no doubt that murder is disgraceful, but it is not the word I 
should use to describe it myself. It surprised Melchett, too, I could see.
※Have you any light to throw upon the matter?§ he asked.
※That＊s your business. It＊s the business of the police. What do 
we pay rates and taxes for, I should like to know?§
One wonders how many times that query is uttered in a year!
※We＊re doing our best, Mrs. Price Ridley,§ said the Chief 
Constable.
※But the man here hadn＊t even heard of it till I told him about it!§ 
cried the lady.
We all looked at the constable.
※Lady been rung up on the telephone,§ he said. ※Annoyed. Matter 
of obscene language, I understand.§
※Oh! I see.§ The Colonel＊s brow cleared. ※We＊ve been talking 
at cross purposes. You came down here to make a complaint, did you?§
Melchett is a wise man. He knows that, when it is a question of an 
irate middle 每 aged lady, there is only one thing to be done 每 to listen to her. When 
she has said all that she wants to say, there is a chance that she will listen to you.
Mrs. Price Ridley surged into speech.
※Such disgraceful occurrences ought to be prevented. They ought not 
to occur. To be rung up in one＊s own house and insulted 每 yes, insulted. I＊m not 
accustomed to such things happening. Ever since the war there has been a loosening of 
moral fiber. Nobody minds what they say, and as to the clothes they wear＃§
※Quite,§ said Colonel Melchett hastily. ※What happened exactly?§
Mrs. Price Ridley took breath and started again.
※I was rung up＃§
※When?§
※Yesterday afternoon 每 evening to be exact. About half past six. I 
went to the telephone, suspecting nothing. Immediately I was foully attacked, threatened＃§
※What actually was said?§
Mrs. Price Ridley got slightly pink.
※That I decline to state.§
※Obscene language,§ murmured the constable in a ruminative bass.
※Was bad language used?§ asked Colonel Melchett.
※It depends on what you call bad language.§
※Could you understand it?§ I asked.
※Of course I could understand it.§
※Then it couldn＊t have been bad language,§ I said.
Mrs. Price Ridley looked at me suspiciously.
※A refined lady,§ I explained, ※is naturally unacquainted with 
bad language.§
※It wasn＊t that kind of thing,§ said Mrs. Price Ridley. ※At 
first, I must admit, I was quite taken in. I thought it was a genuine message. Then the 
每 er 每 person became abusive.§
※Abusive?§
※Most abusive. I was quite alarmed.§
※Used threatening language, eh?§
※Yes. I am not accustomed to being threatened.§
※What did they threaten you with? Bodily damage?§
※Not exactly.§
※I＊m afraid, Mrs. Price Ridley, you must be more explicit. In what 
way were you threatened?§
This Mrs. Price Ridley seemed singularly reluctant to answer. 
※I can＊t remember exactly. It was all so upsetting. But right at 
the end 每 when I was really very upset, this 每 this 每 wretch laughed.§
※Was it a man＊s voice or a woman＊s?§
※It was a degenerate voice,§ said Mrs. Price Ridley with dignity. 
※I can only describe it as a kind of perverted voice. Now gruff, now squeaky. Really a 
very peculiar voice.§
※Probably a practical joke,§ said the Colonel soothingly.
※A most wicked thing to do, if so. I might have had a heart attack.§
※We＊ll look into it,§ said the colonel. ※Eh, Inspector? Trace 
the telephone call. You can＊t tell me more definitely exactly what was said, Mrs. Price 
Ridley?§
A struggle began in Mrs. Price Ridley＊s ample black bosom. The desire 
for reticence fought against a desire for vengeance. Vengeance triumphed.
※This, of course, will go no farther,§ she began.
※Of course not.§
※This creature began by saying 每 I can hardly bring myself to 
repeat it＃§
※Yes, yes,§ said Melchett encouragingly.
※ ＆You are a wicked, scandal 每 mongering old woman!＊ Me, 
Colonel Melchett 每 a scandal-mongering old woman. ＆But this time you＊ve gone too 
far. Scotland Yard are after you for libel.＊§
※Naturally, you were alarmed,§ said Melchett, biting his mustache 
to conceal a smile.
※ ＆Unless you hold your tongue in future, it will be the worse for 
you 每 in more ways than one.＊ I can＊t describe to you the menacing way that was 
said. I gasped, ＆Who are you?＊ faintly 每 like that, and the voice answered, ＆The 
Avenger.＊ I gave a little shriek＊ it sounded so awful, and then 每 the person 
laughed. Laughed! Distinctly. And that was all. I heard him hang up the receiver. Of 
course I asked the exchange what number had been ringing me up, by they said they didn＊t 
know. You know what exchanges are. Thoroughly rude and unsympathetic.§
※Quite,§ I said.
※I felt quite faint,§ continued Mrs. Price Ridley. ※All on edge 
and so nervous that when I heard a shot in the woods I do declare I jumped almost out of 
my skin. That will show you.§
※A shot in the woods,§ said Inspector Slack alertly.
※In my excited state, it simply sounded to me like a cannon going 
off. ＆Oh!＊ I said, and sank down on the sofa in a state of prostration. Clara had to 
bring me a glass of damson gin.§
※Shocking,§ said Melchett. ※Shocking. All very trying for you. 
And the shot sounded very loud, you say? As though it were near at hand?§
※That was simply the state of my nerves.§
※Of course. Of course. And what time was all this? To help us in 
tracing the telephone call, you know."
※About half past six.§
※You can＊t give it us ore exactly than that?§
※Well, you see, the little clock on my mantelpiece had just chimed 
the half 每 hour, and I said, ＆Surely that clock is fast.＊ It does gain, that clock. 
And I compared it with the watch I was wearing and that only said ten minutes past, but 
then I put it to my ear and found it had stopped. So I thought, ＆Well, if that clock is 
fast, I shall hear the church tower in a moment or two.＊ And then, of course, the 
telephone bell rang, and I forgot all about it.§
She paused breathless.
※Well, that＊s near enough,§ said Colonel Melchett. ※We＊ll 
have it looked into for you, Mrs. Price Ridley.§ 
※Just think of it as a silly joke, and don＊t worry, Mrs. Price 
Ridley,§ I said.
She looked at me coldly. Evidently the incident of the pound note still 
rankled.
※Very strange things have been happening in this village lately,§ 
she said, addressing herself to Melchett. ※Very strange things indeed. Colonel Protheroe 
was going to look into them, and what happened to him, poor man? Perhaps I shall be the 
next.§
And on that she took her departure, shaking her head with a kind of 
ominous melancholy. Melchett muttered under his breath, ※No such luck.§ Then his face 
grew grave, and he looked inquiringly at Inspector Slack.
That worthy nodded his head slowly.
※This about settles it, sir. That＊s three people who heard the 
shot. We＊ve got to find out now who fired it. This business of Mr. Redding＊s has 
delayed us. But we＊ve got several staring points. Thinking Mr. Redding was guilty, I 
didn＊t bother to look into them. But that＊s all changed now. And now one of the first 
things to do is to look up that telephone call.§
※Mrs. Price Ridley＊s?§
The Inspector grinned.
※No 每 though I suppose we＊d better make a note of that or else we 
shall have the old girl bothering in here again. No, I meant that fake call that got the 
Vicar out of the way.§
※Yes,§ said Melchett. ※That＊s important.§
※And the next thing is to find out what everyone was doing that 
evening between six and seven. Everyone at Old Hall, I mean, and pretty well everyone in 
the village as well.§
I gave a sigh.
※What wonderful energy you have, Inspector Slack.§
※I believer in hard work. We＊ll begin by just noting down your own 
movements, Mr. Clement.§
※Willingly. The telephone call came through about half past five.§
※A man＊s voice, or a woman＊s?§
※A woman＊s. At least it sounded like a woman＊s. But of course I 
took it for granted it was Mrs. Abbott speaking.§
※You didn＊t recognize it as being Mrs. Abbott＊s?§
※No, I can＊t say I did. I didn＊t notice the voice particularly, 
or think about it.§
※And you started right away? Walked? Haven＊t you got a bicycle?§
※No.§ 
※I see. So it took you 每 how long?§
※It＊s very nearly two miles, whichever way you go.§
※Through Old Hall woods is the shortest way, isn＊t it?§
※Actually, yes. But it＊s not particularly good going. I went and 
came back by the footpath across the fields.§
※The one that comes out opposite the Vicarage gate?§
※Yes.§
※And Mrs. Clement?§
※My wife was in London. She arrived back by the six-fifty train.§
※Right. The maid I＊ve seen. That finishes with the Vicarage. I＊ll 
be off to Old Hall next. And then I want an interview with Mrs. Lestrange. Queer, he going 
to see Protheroe the night before he was killed. A lot of queer things about this case.§
I agreed.
Glancing at the clock, I realized that it was nearly lunchtime. I 
invited Melchett to partake of pot luck with us, but he excused himself on the plea of 
having to go to the Blue Boar. The Blue Boar gives you a first 每 rate meal of the joint 
每 and two 每 vegetable type. I thought his choice was wise one. After her interview 
with the police, Mary would probably be feeling more temperamental than usual.
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