The Case of the Ward Lane Tabernacle | Page 5

any rate, we
know this: that if Penner has anything to do with these letters he is not
alone, because of the second handwriting. Also we must not bind
ourselves past other conviction that he wrote any one of them. By the
way, I am assuming that they all arrived by post?"
"Yes, they did."
"But the envelopes are not here. Have you kept any of them?"
"I hardly know; there may be some at home. Is it important?"
"It may be; but those I can see at another time. Please go on."

"These things continued to arrive, as I have said, and I continued to
burn them till I began to find myself watched and followed, and then I
kept them. That was two or three months ago. It is a most unpleasant
sensation, that of feeling that some unknown person is dogging your
footsteps from corner to corner and observing all your movements for a
purpose you are doubtful of. Once or twice I turned suddenly back, but
I never could catch the creatures, of whom I am sure Penner was one."
"You saw these people, of course?"
"Well, yes, in a way---with the corner of my eye, you know. But it was
mostly in the evening. It was a woman once, but several times I feel
certain it was Penner. And once I saw a man come into my garden at
the back in the night, and I feel quite sure that was Penner."
"Was that after you had this request to put the article demanded on the
stone seat in the garden?"
"The same night. I sat up and watched from the bath-room window,
expecting someone would come. It was a dark night, and the trees made
it darker, but I could plainly see someone come quietly over the wall
and go up to the seat."
"Could you distinguish his face?"
"No, it was too dark. But I feel sure it was Penner."
"Has Penner any decided peculiarity of form or gait?"
"No, he's just a big common sort of man. But I tell you I feel certain it
was Penner."
"For any particular reason?"
"No, perhaps not. But who else could it have been? No, I'm very sure it
must have been Penner."
Hewitt repressed a smile and went on. "Just so," he said. "And what
happened then?"

"He went up to the seat, as I said, and looked at it, passing his hand
over the top. Then I called out to him. I said if I found him on my
premises again by day or night I'd give him in charge of the police. I
assure you he got over the wall the second time a good deal quicker
than the first. And then I went to bed, though I got a shocking cold in
the head sitting at that open bath-room window. Nobody came about
the place after that till last night. A few days ago my only sister was
taken ill. I saw her each day, and she got worse. Yesterday she was so
bad that I wouldn't leave her. I sent home for some things and stopped
in her house for the night. To-day I got an urgent message to come
home, and when I went I found that an entrance had been made by a
kitchen window and the whole house had been ransacked, but not a
thing was missing."
"Were drawers and boxes opened?"
"Everywhere. Most seemed to have been opened with keys, but some
were broken. The place was turned upside down, but, as I said before,
not a thing was missing. A very old woman, very deaf, who used to be
my housekeeper, but who does nothing now, was in the house, and so
was my general servant. They slept in rooms at the top and were not
disturbed. Of course the old woman is too deaf to have heard anything,
and the maid is a very heavy sleeper. The girl was very frightened, but I
pacified her before I came away. As it happened, I took the snuff-box
with me. I had got very suspicious of late, of course, and something
seemed to suggest that I had better so I took it. It's pretty strong
evidence that they have been watching me closely, isn't it, that they
should break in the very first night I left the place?"
"And are you quite sure that nothing has been taken?"
"Quite certain. I have spent a long time in a very careful search."
"And you want me, I presume, to find out definitely who these people
are, and get such evidence as may ensure their being punished?"
"That is the case. Of course I know Reuben Penner is the moving
spirit--I'm quite certain of that. But still I can see