I"ll handle "em, all right; and if you forget yourself so far as to blab out where the shoes are, by Gosh, I"ll decapitate you! Now, remember!"
And Holmes squeezed my arm warningly.
n.o.body else was in the dining-room yet, but just as we entered, the rotund figure of Egbert Bunbury obtruded itself upon the otherwise pleasant scene, and Egbert stammered:
"Oh, er,--ah, Mister "Olmes, Hi was just going hupstairs to call you."
"Oh, you _were_, were you, Eggie," said Holmes cuttingly. "Well, I found my way down here, and Doctor Watson also, without your kind a.s.sistance. If I were you, I"d have him prescribe for you, as I"m afraid you"re walking in your sleep!"
In a moment His Lordship and the others,--including the Countess this time,--came in, and we all sat down to breakfast. As Harrigan was pouring out a cup of coffee for Thorneycroft, the latter said to the Earl: "Do you know that to-day is the tenth of the month,--Wednesday, April the tenth?"
"Well, what of it, Eustace? _Ich kebibble_ about the date, just so Mr.
Holmes here recovers my diamond cuff-b.u.t.tons for me," replied the Earl, as he smiled at my partner.
"Why, on the tenth of each month you have to send a check for ten pounds to the treasurer of the Society for the Amelioration of Indigent Pearl-Divers of the Andaman Islands, in London, according to the promise you signed last fall," said Eustace.
"Do I?" said the Earl, stirring his oatmeal. "Well, I fell for it in the fall all right--haw! haw!"
Everybody laughed, as in duty bound when the boss cracks a joke, no matter how punk it is; and then Holmes put his oar in.
"I say, Thorneycroft, is the pearl-diving business out there in the Andamans as good as the diamond-swiping industry in this country?"
CHAPTER X
Thorneycroft, greatly embarra.s.sed at the brutal insinuation of Holmes, colored deeply, and didn"t seem to know what to say for a moment.
"Why, how should I know? If you"ve got the goods on anybody, as the quaint American expression has it, go ahead and arrest them," he finally stammered.
"What peculiar things you _do_ say, Mr. Holmes," said the Countess, leaning forward with interest, as she looked meaningly at Lord Launcelot. "I wonder if your remarkable talents will discover who made away with my best pair of shoes last night. I missed them the first thing this morning, as they were the ones I wore Easter Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday, and I wanted to wear them again to-day."
"Why, _my_ shoes are gone, too! I thought at first I had mislaid them in my room, but a thief must have been in the castle!" chorused everybody at once, while I heard Holmes quietly chuckle in his throat.
"If a certain person in high social standing," continued the Countess, "thinks that such outrages, first the theft of the Earl"s diamond cuff-b.u.t.tons and then the theft of our shoes, are to be lightly condoned because of his close relationship to the Earl, then he is greatly mistaken!"
And she again looked daggers at Lord Launcelot.
"Oh, come, come, Your Ladyship," protested Holmes with a smile, "you mustn"t be too hard on your brother-in-law. I don"t think he took the shoes last night. In fact, I am quite sure of it. I"ll guarantee to get your shoes back for you before noon to-day, and you can gamble on that!"
"Why, of course," interposed Launcelot hastily. "Billie Budd must have come back in the middle of the night, and stolen the shoes, after he escaped yesterday afternoon. I guess he"s probably hiding around in the neighborhood somewhere."
I was just opening my mouth to get off a witticism about who took the shoes, when Holmes, observing me, gave me a warning kick under the table, so I desisted.
After breakfast was over,--at which meal Inspector Letstrayed ate at least three times as much as any one else,--Holmes announced he was going down to Hedge-gutheridge to investigate some clues, and would not be back until noon. He signaled to me to accompany him, and when n.o.body was looking, we hurriedly beat it upstairs to our room, where Holmes quickly took out a disguise from the suit-case, took off his regular clothes, and put on the new outfit, which consisted of a well-worn and dirty suit of loud yellow checks, with a d.i.n.ky little red cap, broken tan shoes, and a riding-whip to carry in his hand.
Then he deftly got out his make-up stuff, and in a moment had fixed a lump of flesh-colored wax on the bridge of his long aquiline nose, and painted his face red with actors" grease-paint until he looked as if he had been drunk for a week. Changing his voice, he addressed me in a thick c.o.c.kney dialect:
"My name is now d.i.c.k Henderson, from the Epsom race-track, and don"t you forget it, old Sawbones, or I"ll make hash out of you!"
"All right, d.i.c.k, I"m on, as usual. Say, now"s a good chance to put back those six pairs of shoes in their respective owners" rooms before Natalie and Adelaide, the chambermaids, get up here," I said.
"Good for you, Doc! You betray a gleam of intellect at last. We"ll replace the stolen brogans at once," congratulated Holmes.
We, thereupon, went around to the six rooms and restored the shoes, without encountering anybody who might ask embarra.s.sing questions.
Holmes,--in his elegant disguise,--and I now descended the stairs and quickly slid out of the front door. It was now a quarter after eight.
Making his way around the castle, keeping close to the walls, so as not to be seen from the high windows by any one inside, Holmes led me out to the stables.
Here I hid myself in one of the horses" stalls, and Holmes walked into another one, where he found fat little Olaf Yensen, the first coachman, currying one of the n.o.ble steeds.
"h.e.l.lo, there, What"s-your-name," Holmes called out, addressing Olaf.
"My name is d.i.c.k Henderson. I just came around to ask you what you know about some of the Earl of Puddingham"s eight fine horses here being entered in the coming races at Epsom. If you can give me any information about the horses, so I can bet on them with a good chance to win, why I"ll make it worth your while, you know."
And he winked at the coachman, who stood open-mouthed in admiration of the false d.i.c.k Henderson"s noisy clothes.
"You bane a pretty sporty feller, Mister Henderson, but Ay really haven"t heard that das Earl is going to have any of dese horses run in das races," replied Olaf, as he scratched his round little head; "but Ay tink if he does, this horse here will run, because he is das best in das Puddingham stables. Yust look at vat a elegant pair of legs he has,--er, I mean two pair of legs! Oh, my! he can run like das vind, Ay bet you!"
"Well, that"s good. What"s this wonderful horse"s name?" said Holmes, as he took out a notebook and pencil.
"His name bane Ajax II, und Ay take care of him myself. My a.s.sistant, Carol Linescu, bane no good, und Ay vouldn"t trust him. He bane asleep up in the hayloft now. My name bane Olaf Yensen."
And the coachman went ahead currying the sleek-looking Ajax II, who whinnied with pleasure as the currycomb slid over his glossy brown coat.
"All right, Olaf. Much obliged to you. Here, have a drink of this,"
said Holmes, with a grin, as he took from his hip-pocket a small bottle of whiskey, which he had thoughtfully provided for just such occasions as this, and offered it to Olaf.
"Thanks, Mr. Henderson. _Gesundheit!_" returned Olaf, taking a swig of the stuff.
"I heard down at the village this morning," Holmes continued, "as I came through, that the Earl had eleven very valuable diamond cuff-b.u.t.tons stolen, and that the celebrated detective from London, Mr. Hemlock Holmes, is here now investigating the case. I wonder who swiped the shiners, anyhow."
"Oh, my! Oh, my!" and Olaf nearly choked on the whiskey as he spluttered in reply. "Ay know vere one of das cuff-b.u.t.tons is, all right! Und Ay bet you das long-legged old fake Hemlock Holmes never finds it, either! He is a big bluffer. He doesn"t do a single thing but stand around und talk sa.s.sy to us fellers at the castle, und since das Earl is half-stewed all the time, drinking das expensive vine mit Harrigan das butler, old Holmes, he finds it darned easy to pull das vool over das Earl"s eyes, und make him believe he is earning das big fee he vill charge him! Ha, ha! He may snoop around here all he likes, but he"ll never find das cuff-b.u.t.ton, because Ay have got it hid in a goot hiding-place! Mr. Billie Budd, das gentleman from Australia, he took one pair of das cuff-b.u.t.tons, und he gave one of dem to me to hide for him, until das excitement blows over, und den I give it back to him, und he pays me a big reward for it, und he takes it in to London and sells it for many tousand moneys. He escaped yesterday afternoon when das big walrus of a police inspector from London tried to arrest him; und he"s not far away, Ay bet you."
Holmes had very good control of his facial muscles, and didn"t crack a smile while the unsuspecting Olaf dribbled out the whole thing to him, but I, hidden in the next stall, had a hard time suppressing a laugh when I heard Holmes criticized to his face after that fashion.
"Well, that"s very interesting, Olaf, I"m sure," said Holmes ingratiatingly. "Would you mind telling me just where this diamond cuff-b.u.t.ton is hidden, now?"
Olaf put his tongue in his cheek, and winking at the false race-track follower, replied:
"Vat you want to know for? Ay bane taking no chances mit it, so Mr.
Budd, ven he comes back, vill get it safe, und pay me das big reward he promised me."
"Oh, well; you don"t need to tell if you don"t want to," replied Holmes carelessly. "By the way, hasn"t this great racer here got something the matter with his left hind hoof? There seems to be a lump just above it."
And Holmes pointed to Ajax"s hoof, which his quick and discerning eyes had noticed while Olaf was making his long speech. The shot must have struck home, for Olaf showed great emotion at once.
"Oh, no, nuttings at all, nuttings at all!" he cried nervously, his hands working convulsively and his face very red. "Das horse he vas born dat way! Dat"s all!"
"He was, eh? It looks kind of funny to me, though," was Holmes"s quick reply. "I know something about veterinary surgery, and maybe I can fix it up for you. Here, h"ist up there, Ajax!"