some parts, and I found out others for myself, sir.'

'Does Cargrim know the nature of Dr Pendle's secret?'

'Not that I know of, Sir Harry.'

'Is he certain that there is one?'

'Quite certain,' replied Baltic, emphatically; 'if only on account of
Jentham's boast about being able to get money, and the fact that Bishop
Pendle went up to London to procure the blackmail.'

'How does he know--how does anyone know that the bishop did so?'

'Because a butt was torn out of Dr Pendle's London cheque-book,' said
Baltic, 'and I made inquiries at the Ophir Bank, which resulted in my
discovery that a cheque for two hundred had been drawn on the day the
bishop was in town.'

'Come now, Baltic, it is not likely that any bank would give you that
information without a warrant; but I don't suppose you dared to procure
one against his lordship.'

'Sir,' said Baltic, rolling up his red handkerchief, 'I had not
sufficient evidence to procure a warrant, also I am not in the service
of the Government, nevertheless, I have my own ways of procuring
information, which I decline to explain. These served me so well in this
instance that I know Bishop Pendle drew a cheque for two hundred pounds,
and moreover, I have the numbers of the notes. If the money was paid to
Jentham, and afterwards was taken from his dead body by the assassin, I
hope to trace these notes; in which case I may capture the murderer.'

'In your character of a private inquiry agent?'

'No, Sir Harry, I cannot take that much upon myself. I mentioned that
one other person knew of my profession; that person is Inspector
Tinkler.'

'Man!' cried Brace, with a start, 'you have not dared to accuse the
bishop to Tinkler!'

'Oh, no, sir!' rejoined the ex-sailor, composedly. 'All I have done is
to tell Tinkler that I wish to hunt down the murderer of Jentham, and to
induce him to obtain for me a warrant of arrest against Mother Jael.'

'Mother Jael, the gipsy hag! You don't suspect her, surely!'

'Not of the murder; but I suspect her of knowing the truth. Tinkler got
me a warrant on the ground of her being concerned in the crime--say, as
an accessory after the fact. To-morrow, Sir Harry, I ride over to the
gipsy camp, and then with this warrant I intend to frighten Mother Jael
into confessing what she knows.'

Harry smiled grimly. 'If you get the truth out of her you will be a
clever man, Baltic. Does the bishop know that you suspect him?'

'I don't suspect him, sir,'