"To tell them," she answered quietly, "what I - know.""And what do you know?" he asked indifferently."What do you know that is likely to interest the police?""I ought to have said, perhaps," she answered after a pause, "what I suspect.""Ah, that's so different, isn't?" he murmured gently." So very different.You see we all of us suspect so many things."She did not answer, for she had said all she had to say and she was afraid that her strength would not carry her further.She began to walk away, but he called her back.
"Oh, how do you think your mother is today?" he asked." Do you know, her condition seems to me quite serious at times.I wonder if you are overanxious?""She is better - much better!" Ella answered, and added with a sudden burst of fiercest, white-hot passion: "But I think it would be better if we had both died before we met you."She hurried away, for she was afraid of breaking down, and Deede Dawson smiled the more as he again turned his attention to his chessmen, taking them up and putting them down in turn.
"She's turning nasty," he mused."I don't think she'll dare - but she might.She's only a pawn, but a pawn can cause a lot of trouble at times - a pawn may become a queen and give the mate.When a pawn threatens trouble it's best to - remove it."He went out and came back a little late and busied himself with a four-move chess problem which absorbed all his attention, and which he did not solve to his satisfaction till past midnight.Then he went upstairs to bed, but at the door of his room he paused and went on very softly up the narrow stairs that led to the attics above.
Outside the one in which Dunn slept, he waited a little till the unbroken sound of regular breathing from within assured him that the occupant slept.
Cautiously and carefully he crept on, and entered the one adjoining, where he turned the light of the electric flashlight he carried on a large, empty packing-case that stood in one corner.
With a two-foot rule he took from his pocket he measured it carefully and nodded with great satisfaction.
"A little smaller than the other," he said to himself."But, then, it hasn't got to hold so much." He laughed in his silent, mirthless way, as at something that amused him."A good deal less," he thought.
"And Dunn shall drive."
He laughed again, and for a moment or two stood there in the darkness, laughing silently to himself, and then, speaking aloud, he called out:
"You can come in, Dunn."
Dunn, whom a creaking board had betrayed, came forward unconcernedly in his sleeping attire.
"I saw it was you," he remarked."At first I thought something was wrong.""Nothing, nothing," answered Deede Dawson."I was only looking at this packing-case.I may have to send one away again soon, and Iwanted to be sure this was big enough.If I do, I shall want you to drive.""Not Miss Cayley?" asked Dunn.
"No, no," answered Deede Dawson."She might be with you perhaps, but she wouldn't drive.Night driving is always dangerous, I think, don't you?""There's things more dangerous," Dunn remarked.
"Oh, quite true," answered Deede Dawson."Well, did you enjoy your visit to Wreste Abbey?""No," answered Dunn roughly."I didn't see Rupert Dunsmore, and it wouldn't have been any good if I had with all those people about.""You're too impatient," Deede Dawson smiled."I'm getting everything ready; you can't properly expect to win a game in a dozen moves.You must develop your pieces properly and have all ready before you start your attack.As soon as I'm ready - why, I'll act - and you'll have to do the rest.""I see," said Dunn thoughtfully.
