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My Aunt. Chapter 17

Date: 10/11/2014, Categories: First Time, Author: Annamagique, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

is possible, “ he replied, “but I don't think she would have survived so long in the condition she was in. No, I would say no more than a few hours.” “So you found her around Eleven, Bethany?” “I suppose about that, sir, yes,” she replied, sitting upright again. “Hmmm... I see. And what time did you see Private Billington back to his room, Miss Harcourt?” I thought carefully. “I suppose, about eight-thirty,” I replied, thinking carefully. “That would be about right, Aunt Helen?” I asked “Yes,” she agreed. “I think it would have been about then.” Writing everything in his little notebook, Sergeant Morgan continued, “When you telephoned me yesterday, Miss, you said something about this Charlie Manston having had an argument with the deceased and turning up late with his hand bandaged. Did something concern you about that?” “Yes, it did,” I replied sharply. “I saw what had happened between them in the courtyard and I was afraid he may have done it again.” “It seems your fears had some substance, I am sorry to say, Miss Harcourt. As I said, we will find him before long. He can't hide for ever. When you returned from you visit to the town, was that the last time you saw him?” “Yes,” I replied. “I have spoken to Sir Michael,” he continued. “It seems that was the last time anyone saw him. Oh, I almost forgot.” he said, turning to Aunt Helen, “Sir Michael sends his condolences and says he will speak to you later when you have had time to settle.” Lady Helen smiled and nodded ... sadly. The remainder of the morning passed by and we answered all the questions that Sergeant Morgan put to us until he was satisfied that there was nothing more he could learn. He stood. “Thank you all for your co-operation,” he said. “I can assure you that we will leave no stone unturned until we find Charlie Manston.” Suddenly, I remembered the necklace. “Oh, Sergeant Morgan, I nearly forgot. I found Maggie's necklace on the drive last night. Is it all right if I give it to Bethany?” “Maggie 'ad a necklace? Oi never knew that.” Bethany said with more than a little surprise in her voice. “May I see it?” the Sergeant asked. I handed it to him. “When did you find this?” he said. “On the way back after leaving Thomas, erm, Private Billington at the front door, last night.” “I will keep this for now, Miss, check it for finger prints. It could help provide the evidence we need for the courts.” I was a little disappointed but understood completely. It wasn't long before the good Doctor and Philomena also left and Bethany returned to her work. Lady Helen had said she had no need to but she felt it was better than to be alone with her thoughts. That left just me and Lady Helen. “Would you like me to do anything, Aunt Helen?” I asked her. “Keep you company perhaps?” “No,” she smiled. “Thank you anyway but I have so much to do now. Such a terrible business. I will see you at dinner.” I decided to go outside to the garden. The sun was high and warm by now and I walked slowly towards the ...