Part 41 (1/2)

Dr. Norbury reflected awhile in silence. Then, in a faint voice, he asked: ”How do you suggest that John Bellingham's body came to be inside that cartonnage?”

”I think Mr. Jellicoe is the most likely person to be able to answer that question,” Thornd.y.k.e replied drily.

There was another interval of silence, and then Dr. Norbury asked suddenly:

”But what do you suppose has become of Sebek-hotep? The real Sebek-hotep, I mean?”

”I take it,” said Thornd.y.k.e, ”that the remains of Sebek-hotep, or at least a portion of them, are at present lying in the Woodford mortuary awaiting an adjourned inquest.”

As Thornd.y.k.e made this statement a flash of belated intelligence, mingled with self-contempt, fell on me. Now that the explanation was given, how obvious it was! And yet I, a competent anatomist and physiologist and actually a pupil of Thornd.y.k.e's, had mistaken those ancient bones for the remains of a recent body!

Dr. Norbury considered the last statement for some time in evident perplexity. ”It is all consistent enough, I must admit,” said he, at length, ”and yet--are you quite sure there is no mistake? It seems so incredible.”

”There is no mistake, I a.s.sure you,” Thornd.y.k.e answered. ”To convince you, I will give you the facts in detail. First, as to the teeth. I have seen John Bellingham's dentist and obtained particulars from his case-book. There were in all five teeth that had been filled. The right upper wisdom-tooth, the molar next to it, and the second lower molar on the left side, had all extensive gold fillings. You can see them all quite plainly in the skiagraph. The left lower lateral incisor had a very small gold filling, which you can see as a nearly circular white dot. In addition to these, a filling of tin amalgam had been inserted while the deceased was abroad, in the second left upper bicuspid, the rather grey spot that we have already noticed. These would, by themselves, furnish ample means of identification. But in addition, there is the tattooed device of the Eye of Osiris--”

”Horus,” murmured Dr. Norbury.

”Horus, then--in the exact locality in which it was borne by the deceased and tattooed, apparently, with the same pigment. There are, further, the suture wires in the knee-caps; Sir Morgan Bennet, having looked up the notes of the operation, informs me that he introduced three suture wires into the left patella and two into the right; which is what the skiagraph shows. Lastly, the deceased had an old Pott's fracture on the left side. It is not very apparent now, but I saw it quite distinctly just now when the shadows of the bones were whiter. I think that you may take it that the identification is beyond all doubt or question.”

”Yes,” agreed Dr. Norbury, with gloomy resignation, ”it sounds, as you say, quite conclusive. Well, well, it is a most horrible affair. Poor old John Bellingham! It looks uncommonly as if he had met with foul play. Don't you think so?”

”I do,” replied Thornd.y.k.e. ”There was a mark on the right side of the skull that looked rather like a fracture. It was not very clear, being at the side, but we must develop up the next negative to show it.”

Dr. Norbury drew his breath in sharply through his teeth. ”This is a gruesome business, Doctor,” said he. ”A terrible business. Awkward for our people, too. By the way, what is our position in the matter? What steps ought we to take?”

”You should give notice to the coroner--I will manage the police--and you should communicate with one of the executors of the will.”

”Mr. Jellicoe?”

”No, not Mr. Jellicoe, under the peculiar circ.u.mstances. You had better write to Mr. G.o.dfrey Bellingham.”

”But I rather understood that Mr. Hurst was the co-executor,” said Dr.

Norbury.

”He is surely, as matters stand,” said Jervis.

”Not at all,” replied Thornd.y.k.e. ”He _was_ as matters _stood_; but he is not now. You are forgetting the conditions of clause two. That clause sets forth the conditions under which G.o.dfrey Bellingham shall inherit the bulk of the estate and become the co-executor; and those conditions are: 'that the body of the testator shall be deposited in some authorised place for the reception of the bodies of the dead, situate within the boundaries of, or appertaining to some place of wors.h.i.+p within, the parish of St. George, Bloomsbury, and St. Giles in the Fields or St. Andrew above the Bars and St. George the Martyr.' Now Egyptian mummies are the bodies of the dead, and this Museum is an authorised place for their reception; and this building is situate within the boundaries of the parish of St. George, Bloomsbury. Therefore the provisions of clause two have been duly carried out and therefore G.o.dfrey Bellingham is the princ.i.p.al beneficiary under the will, and the co-executor, in accordance with the wishes of the testator. Is that quite clear?”

”Perfectly,” said Dr. Norbury; ”and a most astonis.h.i.+ng coincidence--but, my dear young lady, had you not better sit down? You are looking very ill.”

He glanced anxiously at Ruth, who was pale to the lips and was now leaning heavily on my arm.

”I think, Berkeley,” said Thornd.y.k.e, ”you had better take Miss Bellingham out into the gallery, where there is more air. This has been a tremendous climax to all the trials that she has borne so bravely. Go out with Berkeley,” he added gently, laying his hand on her shoulder, ”and sit down while we develop the other negatives. You mustn't break down now, you know, when the storm has pa.s.sed and the sun is beginning to s.h.i.+ne.” He held the door open, and as we pa.s.sed out his face softened into a smile of infinite kindness. ”You won't mind my locking you out,”

said he; ”this is a photographic dark-room at present.”

The key grated in the lock and we turned away into the dim gallery. It was not quite dark, for a beam of moonlight filtered in here and there through the blinds that covered the sky-lights. We walked on slowly, her arm linked in mine, and for a while neither of us spoke. The great rooms were very silent and peaceful and solemn. The hush, the stillness, the mystery of the half-seen forms in the cases around, were all in harmony with the deeply-felt sense of a great deliverance that filled our hearts.

We had pa.s.sed through into the next room before either of us broke the silence. Insensibly our hands had crept together, and as they met and clasped with mutual pressure, Ruth exclaimed: ”How dreadful and tragic it is! Poor, poor Uncle John! It seems as if he had come back from the world of shadows to tell us of this awful thing. But, O G.o.d! what a relief it is!” She caught her breath in one or two quick sobs and pressed my hand pa.s.sionately.