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the lamp that went out-第5部分

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again。〃

〃I don't think she's quite right in the head;〃  he volunteered。  The
head of the firm told him to bring the woman into the inner office。

〃Who are you; my good woman?〃  he asked kindly; softened by the
evident agitation of this poorly though neatly dressed woman。

〃I am Mr。 Winkler's landlady;〃  she answered。

〃Ah! and he wants you to tell me that he's sick?  I'm afraid I can't
believe all that this gentleman says。  I hope he's not asking your
help to lie to me。  Are you sure that his illness is anything else
but a case of being up late?〃

〃I don't think that he'll ever be sick again … I didn't come with
any message from him; sir; please read this; sir。〃  And she handed
him the newspaper; showing him the notice。  While the gentleman was
reading she added: 〃Mr。 Winkler didn't come home last night either。〃

Winkler's employer read the few lines; then laid the paper aside
with a very serious face。  〃When did you see him last?〃  he asked of
the woman。

〃Day before yesterday in the morning。  He went away about half…past
eight as he usually does;〃 she replied。  And then she added a
question of her own: 〃Was he here day before yesterday?〃

The merchant nodded and pressed an electric bell。  Then he rose from
his seat and pulled up a chair for his visitor。  〃Sit down here。
This thing has frightened you and you are no longer young。〃  When
the servant entered; the merchant told him to ask the head bookkeeper
to come to the inner office。

When this official appeared; his employer inquired:
〃When did Winkler leave here day before yesterday?〃

〃At six o'clock; sir; as usual。〃

〃He was here all day without interruption?〃

〃Yes; sir; with the exception of the usual luncheon hour。〃

〃Did he have the handling of any money Monday?〃

〃No; sir。〃

〃Thank you; Mr。 Pokorny;〃  said the merchant; handing his employee
the evening paper and pointing to the notice which had so interested
him。

Pokorny read it; his face; like his employer's; growing more serious。
〃It looks almost as if it must be Winkler; sir;〃  he said; in a few
moments。

〃We will soon find that out。  I should like to go to the police
station myself with this woman; she is Winkler's landlady … but I
think it will be better for you to accompany her。  They will ask
questions about the man which you will be better able to answer
than I。〃

Pokorny bowed and left the room。  Mrs。 Klingmayer rose and was about
to follow; when the merchant asked her to wait a moment and inquired
whether Winkler owed her anything。  〃I am sorry that you should have
had this shock and the annoyances and trouble which will come of it;
but I don't want you to be out of pocket by it。〃

〃No; he doesn't owe me anything;〃  replied the honest old woman;
shaking her head。  A few big tears rolled down over her withered
cheeks; possibly the only tears that were shed for the dead man
under the elder…tree。  But even this sympathetic soul could find
nothing to say in his praise。  She could feel pity for his dreadful
death; but she could not assert that the world had lost anything
by his going out of it。  As if saddened by the impossibility of
finding a single good word to say about the dead man; she left the
office with drooping head and lagging step。

Pokorny helped her into the cab that was already waiting before the
door。  The office force had got wind of the fact that something
unusual had occurred and were all at the windows to see them drive
off。  The three clerks who worked in the department to which Winkler
belonged gathered together to talk the matter over。  They were none
of them particularly hit by it; but naturally they were interested
in the discovery in Hietzing; and equally naturally; they tried to
find a few good words to say about the man whose life had ended so
suddenly。

The youngest of them; Fritz Bormann; said some kind words and was
about to wax more enthusiastic; when Degenhart; the eldest clerk;
cut in with the words: 〃Oh; don't trouble yourself。  Nobody ever
liked Winkler here。  'He was not a good man … he was not even a
good worker。  This is the first time that he has a reasonable excuse
for neglecting his duties。〃

〃Oh; come; see here!  how can you talk about the poor man that way
when he's scarcely cold in death yet;〃  said Fritz indignantly。

Degenhart laughed harshly。

〃Did I ever say anything else about him while he was warm and alive?
Death is no reason for changing one's opinion about a man who was
good…for…nothing in life。  And his death was a stroke of good luck
that he scarcely deserved。  He died without a moment's pain; with a
merry thought in his head; perhaps; while many another better man
has to linger in torture for weeks。  No; Bormann; the best I can
say about Winkler is that his death makes one nonentity the less on
earth。〃

The older man turned to his desk again and the two younger clerks
continued the conversation: 〃Degenhart appears to be a hard man;〃
said Fritz; 〃but he's the best and kindest person I know; and he's
dead right in what he says。  It was simply a case of conventional
superstition。  I never did like that Winkler。〃

〃No; you're right;〃  said the other。  Neither did I and I don't
know why; for the matter of that。  He seemed just like a thousand
others。  I never heard of anything particularly wrong that he did。〃

〃No; no more did I;〃  continued Bormann; 〃but I never heard of
anything good about him either。  And don't you think that it's worse
for a man to seem to repel people by his very personality; rather
than by any particular bad thing that he does?〃

〃Yes。  I don't know how to explain it; but that's just how I feel
about it。  I had an instinctive feeling that there was something
wrong about Winkler; the sort of a creepy; crawly feeling that a
snake gives you。〃




CHAPTER IV

SPEAK WELL OF THE DEAD


Meanwhile Pokomy and Mrs。 Klingmayer had reached the police station
and were going upstairs to the rooms of the commissioner on service
for the day。  Like all people of her class; Mrs。 Klingmayer stood
in great awe and terror of anything connected with the police or
the law generally。  She crept slowly and tremblingly up the stairs
behind the head bookkeeper and was very glad when she was left alone
for a few minutes while Pokorny went in to see the commissioner。
But as soon as his errand was known; both the bookkeeper and his
companion were led into the office of Head Commissioner Dr。 von
Riedau; who had charge of the Hietzing murder case。

When Dr。 von Riedau heard the reason of their coming; his interest
was immediately aroused; and he pulled a chair to his side for the
little thin man with whom he had been talking when the two strangers
were ushered in。

〃Then you believe you could identify the murdered man?〃  asked the
commissioner。

〃From the general description and the initials on his linen; I
believe it must be Leopold Winkler;〃  answered Pokorny。  〃Mrs。
Klingmayer has not seen him since Monday morning; nor has she had
any message from him。  He left the office Monday afternoon at 6
o'clock and that was the last time that we saw him。  The only thing
that makes me doubt his identity is that the paper reports that
three hundred gulden were found in his pocket。  Winkler never seemed
to have money; and I do not understand how he should have been in
possession of such a sum。〃

〃The money was found in the dead man's pockets;〃  said the
commissioner。  〃And yet it may be Winkler; the man you know。
Muller; will you order a cab; please?〃

I have a cab waiting for me。  But it only holds two;〃  volunteered
Pokorny。

〃That doesn't matter; I'll sit on the box;〃  answered the man
addressed as Muller。

〃You are going with us?〃  asked Pokorny。

〃Yes; he will accompany you;〃  replied the commissioner。  〃This is
detective Muller; sir。  By a mere chance; he happened to be on hand
to take charge of this case and he will remain in charge; although
it may be wasting his talents which we need for more difficult
problems。  If you or any one else have anything to tell us; it must
be told only to me or to Muller。  And before you leave to look at
the body; I would like to know whether the dead man owned a watch;
or rather whether he had it with him on the day of the murder。〃

〃Yes; sir; he did have a watch; a gold watch;〃 answered Mrs。
Klingmayer。

Riedau looked at the bookkeeper; who nodded and said: 〃Yes; sir;
Winkler had a watch; a gold watch with a double case。  It was a
large watch; very thick。  I happen to have noticed it by chance
and also I happen to know that he had not had the watch for very
long。〃

〃Can you tell us anything more about the watch?〃 asked the
commissioner of the landlady。

〃Yes; sir; there was engraving on the outside cover; initials; and
a crown on the other side。〃

〃What were the initials?〃

〃I don't know that; sir; at least I'm not sure about it。  There
were so many twists and curves to them that I couldn't make them
out。  I think one of them was a W though; sir。〃

〃The other was probably an L then。〃

〃That might be; sir。〃

〃The younger clerks in the office may be able to tell something more
about the watch;〃  said Pokorny; 〃for they were quite interested in
it for a while。  It was a handsome watch and they were envious of
Winkler's possession of it。  But he was so tactless in his boasting
about it that they paid no further attention to him after the first
excitement。〃

〃You say he didn't have the watch long?〃

〃Since spring I think; sir。〃

〃He brought it home on the 19th of March;〃  interrupted Mrs。
Klingmayer。  〃I remember the day because it was my birthday。  I
pretended that he had brought it home to me for a present。〃

〃Was he in the habit of making you presents?〃

〃Oh; no; sir; he was very close with his money; sir。

〃Well; perhaps he didn't have much money to be generous with。  Now
tell me about his watch chain。  I suppose he had a watch chain?〃

Both the bookkeeper and the landlady nodded and the latter exclaimed:
〃Oh; yes; sir; I could recognise it in a minute。〃

〃How?〃

〃It was broken once and Mr。 Winkler mended it himself。  I lent him
my pliers and he bent the two links together with them。  It didn't
look very nice after that;
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