If Mr Cargrim had not been a clergyman, he would have sworn at the complacent demeanour of the agent, and even as it was he felt inclined to risk a relieving oath or two. But knowing Baltic's religious temperament, he was wise enough not to lay himself open to further rebuke; so he turned the matter off with a laugh, and observed that no doubt Mr Baltic knew his own business best.
'I think I can safely say so, sir,' rejoined Baltic, gravely. 'By the way, did you not tell me that Captain George Pendle was on the common when the murder took place?'
'Yes, George was there, and so was Gabriel. Mrs Pansey's page saw them both.'
'And where is Captain Pendle now, sir?'
'At Wincaster with his regiment; but the bishop has sent for him to come to Beorminster, so I expect he will be here within the week.'
'I am glad of that, Mr Cargrim, as I wish to ask Captain Pendle a few questions.'
'Do you suspect him?'
'I can't rightly say, sir,' answered Baltic, wiping his face with the red bandanna. 'Later on I may form an opinion. Mr Gabriel Pendle comes to The Derby Winner sometimes, I see.'
'Yes; he is in love with the barmaid there.'
Baltic looked up sharply. 'Mosk's daughter, sir?'