"Can you tell us the exact spot at which you parted with the deceased?"
asked the coroner.
"No," Mr. Dunbar answered; "you must bear in mind that I am a stranger in England. I have not been in this neighbourhood since I was a boy. My old schoolfellow, Michael Marston, married and settled at the Ferns during my absence in India. I found at Southampton that I should have a few hours on my hands before I could travel express for London, and I came to this place on purpose to see my old friend. I was very much disappointed to find that he was dead. But I thought that I would call upon his widow, from whom I should no doubt hear the history of my poor friend"s last moments. I went with Joseph Wilmot through the cathedral yard, and down towards St. Cross. The verger saw us, and spoke to us as we went by."
The verger, who was standing amongst the other witnesses, waiting to be examined, here exclaimed,--
"Ay, that I did, sir; I remember it well."
"At what time did you leave the George?"
"At a little after four o"clock."
"Where did you go then?"
"I went," answered Mr. Dunbar, boldly, "into the grove with the deceased, arm-in-arm. We walked together about a quarter of a mile under the trees, and I had intended to go on to the Ferns, to call upon Michael Marston"s widow; but my habits of late years have been sedentary; the heat of the day and the walk together were too much for me. I sent Joseph Wilmot on to the Ferns with a message for Mrs.
Marston, asking at what hour she could conveniently receive me to-day; and I returned to the cathedral. Joseph Wilmot was to deliver his message at the Ferns, and rejoin me in the cathedral."
"He was to return to the cathedral?"
"Yes."
"But why should he not have returned to the George Hotel? Why should you wait for him at the cathedral?"
Arthur Lovell listened, with a strange expression upon his face. If Henry Dunbar was pale, Henry Dunbar"s legal adviser was still more so.
The jurymen stared aghast at the coroner, as if they had been awe-stricken by his impertinence towards the chief partner of the great banking-house of Dunbar, Dunbar, and Balderby. How dared he--a man with an income of five hundred a year at the most--how dared he discredit or question any a.s.sertion made by Henry Dunbar?
The Anglo-Indian smiled, a little contemptuously. He stood in a careless att.i.tude, playing with the golden trinkets at his watch-chain, with the hot August sunshine streaming upon his face from a bare unshaded window opposite him. But he did not attempt to escape that almost blinding glare. He stood facing the sunlight; facing the gaze of the coroner and the jurymen; the scrutinizing glance of Arthur Lovell. Unabashed and _nonchalant_ as if he had been standing in a ball-room, the hero of the hour, the admired of all who looked upon him, Mr. Dunbar stood before the coroner and jury, and told the broken history of his old servant"s death.
"Yes," Mr. Lovell thought again, as he watched the rich man"s face, "his nerves must be made of iron."
CHAPTER XII.
ARRESTED.
The coroner repeated his question:
"Why did you tell the deceased to join you at the cathedral, Mr.
Dunbar?"
"Merely because it suited my humour at the time to do so," answered the Anglo-Indian, coolly. "We had been very friendly together, and I had a fancy for going over the cathedral. I thought that Wilmot might return from the Ferns in time to go over some portion of the edifice with me.
He was a very intelligent fellow, and I liked his society."
"But the journey to the Ferns and back would have occupied some time."
"Perhaps so," answered Mr. Dunbar; "I did not know the distance to the Ferns, and I did not make any calculation as to time. I merely said to the deceased, "I shall go back and look at the cathedral; and I will wait for you there." I said this, and I told him to be as quick as he could."
"That was all that pa.s.sed between you?"
"It was. I then returned to the cathedral."
"And you waited there for the deceased?"
"I did. I waited until close upon the hour at which I had ordered dinner at the George."
There was a pause, during which the coroner looked very thoughtful.
"I am compelled to ask you one more question, Mr. Dunbar," he said, presently, hesitating a little as he spoke.
"I am ready to answer any questions you may wish to ask," Mr. Dunbar replied, very quietly.
"Were you upon friendly terms with the deceased?"
"I have just told you so. We were on excellent terms. I found him an agreeable companion. His manners were those of a gentleman. I don"t know how he had picked up his education, but he certainly had contrived to educate himself some how or other."
"I understand you were friendly together at the time of his death; but prior to that time----"
Mr. Dunbar smiled.
"I have been in India five-and-thirty years," he said.
"Precisely. But before your departure for India, had you any misunderstanding, any serious quarrel with the deceased?"
Mr. Dunbar"s face flushed suddenly, and his brows contracted as if even his self-possession were not proof against the unpleasant memories of the past.
"No," he said, with determination; "I never quarrelled with him."
"There had been no cause of quarrel between you?"
"I don"t understand your question. I have told you that I never quarrelled with him."
"Perhaps not; but there might have been some hidden animosity, some smothered feeling, stronger than any openly-expressed anger, hidden in your breast. Was there any such feeling?"
"Not on my part."
"Was there any such feeling on the part of the deceased?"
Mr. Dunbar looked furtively at William Balderby. The junior partner"s eyelids dropped under that stolen glance.
It was clear that he knew the story of the forged bills.
Had the coroner for Winchester been a clever man, he would have followed that glance of Mr. Dunbar"s, and would have understood that the junior partner knew something about the antecedents of the dead man. But the coroner was not a very close observer, and Mr. Dunbar"s eager glance escaped him altogether.
"Yes," answered the Anglo-Indian, "Joseph Wilmot had a grudge against me before I sailed for Calcutta, but we settled all that at Southampton, and I promised to allow him an annuity."