<strong>Chapter</strong> XXsitting once more in Sir Henry's study, Inspector Grange stared at the impassive faceof the man in front of him. So far, the honours lay with Gudgeon. "I am very sorry,sir," he repeated. "I suppose I ought to have mentioned theoccurrence, but it had slipped my memory."He looked apologetically from theInspector to Sir Henry. "It was about 5:30 if I remember rightly, sir. I wascrossing the hall to see if there were any letters for the post when I noticed arevolver lying on the hall table. I presumed it was from the master's collection, so Ipicked it up and brought it in here. <strong>The</strong>re was a gap on the shelf by the mantelpiecewhere it had come from, so I replaced it where it belonged." "Point it out to me,"said Grange. Gudgeon rose and went to the shelf in question, the Inspector closebeside him. "It was this one, sir." Gudgeon's finger indicated a small Mauser pistol atthe end of the row.It was a .25--quite a small weapon. It was certainly not the gun that had killed JohnChristow. Grange, with his eyes on Gudgeon's face, said: "That's an automaticpistol, not a revolver." Gudgeon coughed. "Indeed, sir? I'm afraid that I amnot at all well up in firearms. I may have used the term revolver rather loosely, sir.""But you are quite sure that that is the gun you found in the hall and brought inhere?" "Oh, yes, sir, there can be no possible doubt about that." Grangestopped him as he was about to stretch out a hand."Don't touch it, please. I must examine it for finger-prints and to see if it is loaded.""I don't think it is loaded, sir. None of Sir Henry's collection is kept loaded. And as forfinger-prints, I polished it over with my handkerchief before replacing it, sir, sothere will only be my finger-prints on it." "Why did you do that?" asked Grangesharply. But Gudgeon's apologetic smile did not waver. "I fancied it might bedusty, sir." <strong>The</strong> door opened and Lady Angkatell came in. She smiled at theInspector. "How nice to see you, Inspector Grange. What is all this about a revolverand Gudgeon? That child in the kitchen is in floods of tears. Mrs. Medway has beenbullyingher--but, of course, the girl was quite right to say what she saw if she thought she oughtto do so. I always find right and wrong so bewildering myself--easy, you know, ifright is unpleasant and wrong is agreeable, because then one knows where one is--butconfusing when it is the other way about-- and I think, don't you. Inspector, thateveryone must do what they think right themselves. What have you been tellingthem about that pistol. Gudgeon?" Gudgeon said with respectful emphasis:"<strong>The</strong> pistol was in the hall, m'lady, on the centre table. I have no idea where it camefrom. I brought it in here and put it away in its proper place. That is what I have just
told the Inspector and he quite understands."Lady Angkatell shook her head. She said gently: "You really shouldn't have saidthat. Gudgeon. I'll talk to the Inspector myself." Gudgeon made a slight movementand Lady Angkatell said very charmingly: "I do appreciate your motives.Gudgeon. I know how you always try to save us trouble and annoyance." Sheadded in gentle dismissal, "That will be all now." Gudgeon hesitated, threw a fleetingglance towards Sir Henry and then at the Inspector, then bowed and moved towardsthe door. Grange made a motion as though to stop him, but for some reason hewas not able to define to himself, he let his arm fall again. Gudgeon went out andclosed the door. Lady Angkatell dropped into a chair and smiled at the two men.She said conversationally:"You know, I really do think that was very charming of Gudgeon. Quitefeudal, if you know what I mean. Yes, feudal is the right word." Grange saidstiffly: "Am I to understand. Lady Angkatell, that you yourself have some furtherknowledge about the matter?" "Of course. Gudgeon didn't find it in the hallat all. He found it when he took the eggs out." "<strong>The</strong> eggs?" Inspector Grangestared at her. "Out of the basket," said Lady Angkatell. She seemed to thinkthat everything was now quite clear. Sir Henry said gently:"You must tell us a little more, my dear. Inspector Grange and I are still at sea.""Oh!" Lady Angkatell set herself to be explicit. "<strong>The</strong> pistol you see was in the basket,under the eggs." "What basket and what eggs. Lady Angkatell?" "<strong>The</strong>basket I took down to the farm. <strong>The</strong> pistol was in it, and then I put the eggs in ontop of the pistol and forgot all about it. And when we found poor John Christowdead by the pool, it was such a shock I let go of the basket and Gudgeon just caught itin time (because of the eggs, I mean. If I'd dropped it they would have been broken), andhe brought it back to the house. And later I asked him about writing the date onthe eggs--a thing I always do--otherwise one eats the fresher eggs sometimes beforethe older ones--and he said all that had been attended to--and now that I remember, hewas rather emphatic about it. And that is what I mean by being feudal. He found thepistol and put it back in here--I suppose really because there were police in the house.Servants are always so worried by police, I find. Very nice and loyal--but also quitestupid, because, of course. Inspector, it's the truth you want to hear, isn't it?" AndLady Angkatell finished up by giving the Inspector a beaming smile. "<strong>The</strong> truth iswhat I mean to get," said Grange rather grimly. Lady Angkatell sighed. "Itall seems such a fuss, doesn't it?" she said. "I mean, all this hounding people down.I don't suppose whoever it was thatshot John Christow really meant to shoot him--not seriously, I mean. If it was Gerda,I'm sure she didn't. In fact, I'm really surprised that she didn't miss--it's the sort ofthing that one would expect of Gerda. And I she's really a very nice, kind creature. Andif you go and put her in prison and hang ・her, what on earth is going to happen to the(children? If she did shoot John, she's probably dreadfully sorry about it now. It's bad
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