'My employer. Yes, sir, you may well look astonished. Mr Cargrim asked me down to Beorminster for a certain purpose.'
'Connected with his self-aggrandisement, no doubt.'
'That I cannot tell you, Sir Harry, as Mr Cargrim has not told me his motive for engaging me in my business capacity. All I know is that he wishes me to discover who killed a man called Jentham.'
'The deuce!' Harry jumped up with an excited look. 'Why is he taking the trouble to do that?'
'I can't say, sir, unless it is that he dislikes Bishop Pendle!'
'Dislikes Bishop Pendle, man! And what has all this to do with the murder of Jentham?'
'Sir,' said Baltic, with a cautious glance around, and sinking his voice to a whisper, 'Mr Cargrim suspects Dr Pendle of the crime.'
'What!!!' Sir Harry turned the colour of chalk, and sprang back until he almost touched the wall. 'You hound!' said he, speaking with unnatural calmness, 'do you dare to sit there and tell me that you have come here to watch the bishop?'
'Yes, Sir Harry,' was Baltic's stolid rejoinder, 'and calling me names won't do away with the fact.'
'Does Cargrim believe that the bishop killed this man?'