Part 58 (2/2)
”Do you see anything unusual in the garden?”
”Nothing,” he reported.
”And now, Inspector Aylesbury.”
Inspector Aylesbury stamped noisily across the little hut, and peered out, briefly.
”I can see the garden,” he said.
”Can you see the sun-dial?”
”Quite clearly.”
”Good. And now you, Knox.”
I followed, filled with astonishment.
”Do you see the sun-dial?” asked Harley, again.
”Quite clearly.”
”And beyond it?”
”Yes, I can see beyond it. I can even see its shadow lying like a black band on the path.”
”And you can see the yew trees?”
”Of course.”
”But nothing else? Nothing unusual?”
”Nothing.”
”Very well,” said Harley, tersely. ”And now, gentlemen, we take to the rough ground, proceeding due east. Will you be good enough to follow?”
Walking around the hut he found an opening in the hedge, and scrambled down into the place where rank gra.s.s grew and through which he and I on a previous occasion had made our way to the high road. To-night, however, he did not turn toward the high road, but proceeded along the crest of the hill.
I followed him, excited by the novelty of the proceedings. Wess.e.x, very silent, came behind me, and Inspector Aylesbury, swearing under his breath, waded through the long gra.s.s at the rear.
”Will you all turn your attention to the garden again, please?” cried Harley.
We all paused, looking to the right.
”Anything unusual?”
We were agreed that there was not.
”Very well,” said my friend. ”You will kindly note that from this point onward the formation of the ground prevents our obtaining any other view of Cray's Folly or its gardens until we reach the path to the valley, or turn on to the high road. From a point on the latter the tower may be seen but that is all. The first part of my experiment is concluded, gentlemen. We will now return.”
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