"Lad in my office; sharp fellow. You see, Mellis didn"t go to town after all. As a matter of fact, I believe he was nearer this place than we thought. You said he had a disagreement with his uncle because of scientific practices which the old gentleman considered "dangerous and unprofessional," I think?"
"Yes, that was the case."
"Ah, then the key to all the mystery of the will is in this room."
"Where?"
"There." Hewitt pointed to the book-cases. "Read Bernheim"s _Suggestive Therapeutics_, and one or two books of Heidenhain"s and Bjornstrom"s and you"ll see the thing more clearly than you can without them; but that would be rather a long sort of job, so----but why, who"s this? Somebody coming up the drive in a fly, isn"t it?"
"Yes," Mr. Crellan replied, looking out of the window. Presently he added, "It"s Cranley Mellis."
"Ah," said Hewitt, "he won"t trouble us for a little. I"ll bet you a penny cake he goes first by himself to the small staircase and tries that secret recess. If you get a little way along the pa.s.sage you will be able to see him; but that will scarcely matter--I can see you don"t guess now what I am driving at."
"I don"t in the least."
"I told you the names of the books in which you could read the matter up; but that would be too long for the present purpose. The thing is fairly well summarised, I see, in that encyclopaedia there in the corner.
I have put a marker in volume seven. Do you mind opening it at that place and seeing for yourself?"
Mr. Crellan, doubtful and bewildered, reached the volume. It opened readily, and in the place where it opened lay a blue foolscap envelope.
The old gentleman took the envelope, drew from it a white paper, stared first at the paper, then at Hewitt, then at the paper again, let the volume slide from his lap, and gasped,--
"Why--why--it"s the will!"
"Ah, so I thought," said Hewitt, catching the book as it fell. "But don"t lose this place in the encyclopaedia. Read the name of the article.
What is it?"
Mr. Crellan looked absent-mindedly at the t.i.tle, holding the will before him all the time. Then, mechanically, he read aloud the word, "_Hypnotism_."
"Hypnotism it is," Hewitt answered. "A dangerous and terrible power in the hands of an unscrupulous man."
"But--but how? I don"t understand it. This--this is the real will, I suppose?"
"Look at it; you know best."
Mr. Crellan looked.
"Yes," he said, "this certainly is the will. But where did it come from?
It hasn"t been in this book all the time, has it?"
"No. Didn"t I tell you I put it there myself as a marker? But come, you"ll understand my explanation better if I first read you a few lines from this article. See here now:--
"Although hypnotism has power for good when properly used by medical men, it is an exceedingly dangerous weapon in the hands of the unskilful or unscrupulous. Crimes have been committed by persons who have been hypnotised. Just as a person when hypnotised is rendered extremely impressionable, and therefore capable of receiving beneficial suggestions, so he is nearly as liable to receive suggestions for evil; and it is quite possible for an hypnotic subject, while under hypnotic influence, to be impressed with the belief that he is to commit some act after the influence is removed, and that act he is safe to commit, acting at the time as an automaton. Suggestions may be thus made of which the subject, in his subsequent uninfluenced moments, has no idea, but which he will proceed to carry out automatically at the time appointed. In the case of a complete state of hypnotism the subject has subsequently no recollection whatever of what has happened. Persons whose will or nerve power has been weakened by fear or other similar causes can be hypnotised without consent on their part.""
"There now, what do you make of that?"
"Why, do you mean that Miss Garth has been hypnotised by--by--Cranley Mellis?"
"I think that is the case; indeed, I am pretty sure of it. Notice, on the occasion of each of his last two visits, he was alone with Miss Garth for some little time. On the evening following each of those visits she does something which she afterwards knows nothing about--something connected with the disappearance of this will, the only thing standing between Mr. Mellis and the whole of his uncle"s property.
Who could have been in a weaker nervous state than Miss Garth has been lately? Remember, too, on the visit of last Sat.u.r.day, while Miss Garth says she only showed Mellis to the door, both you and the nurse speak of their being gone some little time. Miss Garth must have forgotten what took place then, when Mellis hypnotised her, and impressed on her the suggestion that she should take Mr. Holford"s will that night, long after he--Mellis--had gone, and when he could not be suspected of knowing anything of it. Further, that she should, at that time when her movements would be less likely to be observed, secrete that will in a place of hiding known only to himself."
"Dear, dear, what a rascal! Do you really think he did that?"
"Not only that, but I believe he came here yesterday morning while you were out to get the will from the recess. The recess, by the bye, I expect he discovered by accident on one of his visits (he has been here pretty often, I suppose, altogether), and kept the secret in case it might be useful. Yesterday, not finding the will there, he hypnotised Miss Garth once again, and conveyed the suggestion that, at midnight last night, she should take the will from wherever she had put it and pa.s.s it to him under the front door."
"What, do you mean it was he you chased across the grounds last night?"
"That is a thing I am pretty certain of. If we had Mr. Mellis"s boot here we could make sure by comparing it with the piece of paper I cut out, as you will remember, in the entrance hall. As we have the will, though, that will scarcely be necessary. What he will do now, I expect, will be to go to the recess again on the vague chance of the will being there now, after all, a.s.suming that his second dose of mesmerism has somehow miscarried. If Miss Garth were here he might try his tricks again, and that is why I got you to send her out."
"And where did you find the will?"
"Now you come to practical details. You will remember that I asked about the handyman"s tool-house? Well, I paid it a visit at six o"clock this morning, and found therein some very excellent carpenter"s tools in a chest. I took a selection of them to the small staircase, and took out the tread of a stair--the one that the pivoted framing-plank rested on."
"And you found the will there?"
"The will, as I rather expected when I examined the recess last night, had slipped down a rather wide crack at the end of the stair timber, which, you know, formed, so to speak, the floor of the recess. The fact was, the stair-tread didn"t quite reach as far as the back of the recess. The opening wasn"t very distinct to see, but I soon felt it with my fingers. When Miss Garth, in her hypnotic condition on Sat.u.r.day night, dropped the will into the recess, it shot straight to the back corner and fell down the slit. That was why Mellis found it empty, and why Miss Garth also found it empty on returning there last night under hypnotic influence. You observed her terrible state of nervous agitation when she failed to carry out the command that haunted her. It was frightful. Something like what happens to a suddenly awakened somnambulist, perhaps. Anyway, that is all over. I found the will under the end of the stair-tread, and here it is. If you will come to the small staircase now you shall see where the paper slipped out of sight.
Perhaps we shall meet Mr. Mellis."
"He"s a scoundrel," said Mr. Crellan. "It"s a pity we can"t punish him."
"That"s impossible, of course. Where"s your proof? And if you had any I"m not sure that a hypnotist is responsible at law for what his subject does. Even if he were, moving a will from one part of the house to another is scarcely a legal crime. The explanation I have given you accounts entirely for the disturbed manner of Miss Garth in the presence of Mellis. She merely felt an indefinite sense of his power over her.
Indeed, there is all the possibility that, finding her an easy subject, he had already practised his influence by way of experiment. A hypnotist, as you will see in the books, has always an easier task with a person he has hypnotised before."
As Hewitt had guessed, in the corridor they met Mr. Mellis. He was a thin, dark man of about thirty-five, with large, bony features, and a slight stoop. Mr. Crellan glared at him ferociously.
"Well, sir, and what do you want?" he asked.
Mr. Mellis looked surprised. "Really, that"s a very extraordinary remark, Mr. Crellan," he said. "This is my late uncle"s house. I might, with at least as much reason, ask you what you want."
"I"m here, sir, as Mr. Holford"s executor."
"Appointed by will?"
"Yes."
"And is the will in existence?"
"Well--the fact is--we couldn"t find it----"
"Then, what do you mean, sir, by calling yourself an executor with no will to warrant you?" interrupted Mellis. "Get out of this house. If there"s no will, I administrate."
"But there _is_ a will," roared Mr. Crellan, shaking it in his face.
"There is a will. I didn"t say we hadn"t found it yet, did I? There _is_ a will, and here it is in spite of all your diabolical tricks, with your scoundrelly hypnotism and secret holes, and the rest of it! Get out of this place, sir, or I"ll have you thrown out of the window!"
Mr. Mellis shrugged his shoulders with an appearance of perfect indifference. "If you"ve a will appointing you executor it"s all right, I suppose, although I shall take care to hold you responsible for any irregularities. As I don"t in the least understand your conduct, unless it is due to drink, I"ll leave you." And with that he went.
Mr. Crellan boiled with indignation for a minute, and then turning to Hewitt, "I say, I hope it"s all right," he said, "connecting him with all this queer business?"
"We shall soon see," replied Hewitt, "if you"ll come and look at the pivoted plank."