The Murder at the Vicarage-14
The
Murder at the Vicarage
Chapter Fourteen
On my way home, I ran into Miss Hartnell, and she detained me at
least ten minutes, declaiming in her deep 每 bass voice against the improvidence and
ungratefulness of the lower classes. The crux of the matter seemed to be that The Poor did
not want Miss Hartnell in their houses. My sympathies were entirely on their side. I am
debarred by my social standing from expressing my prejudices in the forceful manner they
do. I soothed her as best I could and made my escape.
Haydock overtook me in his car at the corner of the Vicarage road.
※I*ve just taken Mrs. Protheroe home,§ he called.
He waited for me at the gate of his house.
※Come in a minute,§ he said.
I complied.
※This is an extraordinary business,§ he said as he threw his hat on
a chair and opened the door into his surgery.
He sank down on a shabby leather chair, and stared across the room. He
looked harried and perplexed.
I told him that we had succeeded in fixing the time of the shot. He
listened with an almost abstracted air.
※That lets Anne Protheroe out,§ he said. ※Well, well, I*m glad
its* neither of those two. I like*em both.§
I believed him, and yet it occurred to me to wonder why, since, as he
said, he liked them both, the freedom from complicity seemed to have had the result of
plunging him in gloom. This morning he had looked like a man with a weight lifted from his
mind; now he looked thoroughly rattled and upset.
And yet I was convinced that he meant what he said. He was fond of both
Anne Protheroe and Lawrence Redding. Why, then, this gloomy absorption?
He roused himself with an effort.
※I meant to tell you about Hawes. All this business has driven him
out of my mind.§
※Is he really ill?§
※There*s nothing radically wrong with him. You know, of course,
that he*s had encephalitis lethargica 每 sleeping sickness, as it*s commonly
called?§
※No,§ I said, very much surprised. ※I didn*t know anything of
the kind. He never told me anything about it. When did he have it?§
※About a year ago. He recovered all right 每 as far as one ever
recovers. It*s a strange disease 每 has a queer moral effect. The whole character may
change after it.§
He was silent for a moment or two and then said, ※We think with
horror now of the days when we burned witches. I believe the day will come when we will
shudder to think that we ever hanged criminals.§
※You don*t believe in capital punishment?§
※It*s not so much that.§ He paused. ※You know,§ he said
slowly, ※I*d rather have my job than yours.§
※Why?§
※Because your job deals very largely with what we call right and
wrong 每 and I*m not at all sure that there*s any such thing. Suppose it*s all a
question of glandular secretion. Too much of one gland, too little of another 每 and you
get your murderer, your thief, your habitual criminal. Clement, I believe the time will
come when we*ll be horrified to think of the one centuries in which we*ve indulged in
what you may call moral reprobation, to think how we*ve indulged in what you may call
moral reprobation, to think how we*ve punished people for disease 每 which they can*t
help, poor devils. You don*t hang a man for having tuberculosis.§
※He isn*t dangerous to the community.§
※In a sense he is. He infects other people. Or take a man who fancies
he*s the Emperor of China. You don*t say &how wicked of him.* I take your point
about the community. The community must be protected. Shut up these people where they can*t
do any harm 每 even put them peacefully out of the way 每 yes, I*d go as far as that.
But don*t call it punishment. Don*t bring shame on them and their innocent families.§
I looked at him curiously.
※I*ve never heard you speak like this before.§
※I don*t usually air my theories abroad. Today I*m riding my
hobby. You*re an intelligent man, Clement, which is more than some parsons are. You won*t
admit, I daresay, that there*s no such thing as what is technically termed &sin,*
but you*re broad 每 minded enough to consider the possibility of such a thing.§
※It strikes at the root of all our accepted ideas,§ I said.
※Yes, we*re a narrow 每 minded, self 每 righteous lot, only too
keen to judge matters we know nothing about. I honestly believe crime is a case for the
doctor, not the policeman and not the parson. In the future, perhaps, there won*t be any
such thing.§
※You*ll have cured it?§
※We*ll have cured it. Rather a wonderful thought. Have you ever
studied the statistics of crime? No 每 very few people have. I have, though. You*d be
amazed at the amount there is of adolescent crime 每 glands again, you see. Young Neil,
the Oxfordshire murderer, killed five little girls before he was suspected. Nice lad 每
never given any trouble of any kind. Lily Rose, the little Cornish girl, killed her uncle
because he docked her of sweets. Hit him when he was asleep with a coal hammer. Went home
and a fortnight later killed her elder sister who had annoyed her about some trifling
matter. Neither of them hanged, of course. Sent to a home. May be all right later 每 may
not. Doubt if the girl will. The only thing she cars about is seeing the pigs killed. Do
you know when suicide is commonest? Fifteen to sixteen years of age. From self 每 murder
to murder of someone else isn*t a very long step. But it*s not a moral lack 每 it*s
a physical one.§
※What you say is terrible!§
※No 每 it*s only new to you. New truths have to be faced. One*s
ideas adjusted. But sometimes 每 it makes life difficult.§
He sat there frowning, yet with a strange look of weariness.
※Haydock,§ I said, ※if you suspected 每 if you knew 每 that a
certain person was a murderer, would you give that person up to the law or would you be
tempted to shield him?§
I was quite unprepared for the effect of my question. He turned on me
angrily and suspiciously.
※What makes you say that, Clement? What*s in your mind? Out with
it, man.§
※Why, nothing particular,§ I said rather taken aback. ※Only 每
well, murder is in our minds just now. If by any chance you happened to discover the truth
每 I wonder how you would feel about it, that was all.§
His anger died down. He stared once more straight ahead of him, like a
man trying to read the answer to a riddle that perplexes him, yet which exists only in his
own brain.
※If I suspected 每 if I knew 每 I should do my duty, Clement. At
least, I hope so.§
※The question is 每 which way would you consider your duty lay?§
He looked at me with inscrutable eyes.
※That question comes to every man sometime in his life, I suppose,
Clement. And every man has to decide it in his own way.§
※You don*t know?§
※No, I don*t know.
I felt the best thing was to change the subject.
※That nephew of mine is enjoying this case thoroughly,§ I said. ※Spends
his entire time looking for footprints and cigarette ash.§
Haydock smiled. ※What age is he?§
※Just sixteen. You don*t take tragedies seriously at that age. It*s
all Sherlock Holmes and Arsene Lupin to you.§
Haydock said thoughtfully, ※He*s a fine 每 looking boy. What are
you going to do with him?§
※I can*t afford a University education, I*m afraid. The boy
himself wants to go into the Merchant Service. He failed for the Navy.§
※Well 每 it*s a hard life 每 but he might do worse. Yes, he might
do worse.§
※I must be going,§ I exclaimed, catching sight of the clock. ※I*m
nearly half an hour late for lunch.§
My family was just sitting down when I arrived. They demanded a full
account of the morning*s activities, which I gave them, feeling, as I did so, that most
of it was in the nature of an anticlimax.
Dennis, however, was highly entertained by the history of Mrs. Price
Ridley*s telephone call, and went into fits of laughter as I enlarged upon the nervous
shock her system had sustained and the necessity for reviving her with damson gin.
※Serve the old cat right,§ he exclaimed. ※She*s got the worst
tongue in the place. I wish I*d thought of ringing her up and giving her a fright. I
say, Uncle Len, what about giving her a second dose?§
I hastily begged him to do nothing of the sort. Nothing is more
dangerous than the well 每 meant efforts of the younger generation to assist you and show
their sympathy.
Dennis*s mood changed suddenly. He frowned and put on his man 每 of
每 the 每 world air.
※I*ve been with Lettice most of the morning,§ he said. ※You
know, Griselda, she*s really very worried. She doesn*t want to show it, but she
is. Very worried indeed.§
※I should hope so,§ said Griselda with a toss of her head.
Griselda is not too fond of Lettice Protheroe.
※I don*t think you*re ever quite fair to Lettice.§
※Don*t you?§ said Griselda.
※Lots of people don*t wear mourning.§
Griselda was silent and so was I. Dennis continued.
※She doesn*t talk to most people, but she does talk to me.
She*s awfully worried about the whole thing, and she thinks something ought to be done
about it.§
※She will find,§ I said,§ that Inspector Slack shares her
opinion. He is going up to Old Hall this afternoon, and will probably make the life of
everybody there quite unbearable to them in his efforts to get at the truth.§
※What do you think is the truth, Len?§ asked my wife
suddenly.
※It*s hard to say, my dear. I can*t say that at the moment I*ve
any idea at all.§
※Did you say that Inspector Slack was going to trace that telephone
call 每 the one that took you to the Abbotts*?§
※Yes.§
※But can he do it? Isn*t it very difficult thing to do?§
※I should not imagine so. The exchange will have a record of the
calls.§
※Oh!§ My wife relapsed into thought.
※Uncle Len,§ said my nephew. ※Why were you so ratty with me this
morning for joking about your wishing Colonel Protheroe to be murdered?§
※Because,§ I said, ※there is a time for everything. Inspector
Slack has no sense of humor. He took your words quite seriously, will probably cross 每
examine Mary, and will get out a warrant for my arrest.§
※Doesn*t he know when a fellow*s ragging?§
※No,§ I said. ※He does not. He has attained to his present
position through hard work and zealous attention to duty. That has left him no time for
the minor recreations of life.§
※Do you like him, Uncle Len?§
※No,§ I said. ※I do not. From the first moment I saw him I
disliked him intensely. But I have no doubt that he is a highly successful man in his
profession.§
※You think he*ll find out who shot old Protheroe?§
※If he doesn*t,§ I said, ※it will not be for the want of
trying.§
Mary appeared and said, ※Mr. Hawes wants to see you. I*ve put him
in the drawing 每 room, and here*s a note. Waiting for an answer. Verbal will do.§
I tore open the note and read it.
Dear Mr. Clement: I should be so very grateful if you could come and
see me this afternoon as early as possible. I am in great trouble and would like your
advice. Sincerely yours,
Estelle Lestrange
※Say I will come round in about half an hour,§ I said to Mary. Then
I went into the drawing 每 room to see Hawes.
http://christie.soim.net
﹛﹛
Book999|
back