Devil May Care (A Jonathan Harker Mystery)

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Devil May Care

(
A Jonathan Harker Mystery)

 

Tony Evans

 

© Tony Evans 2013

 

Tony Evans has asserted his rights under the Copyright, Design and Patents Act, 1988, to be identified as the author of this work.

 

First published in 2013 by Endeavour Press Ltd.

 

Table of Contents

Introduction

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Extract from
The Complete Hester Lynton Mysteries
by Tony Evans

 

 

Introduction

 

Some forty years ago, after I had fully recovered from the dreadful events which took place at Count Dracula’s Castle in 1893, I had feared that the resultant publicity might harm my career as a junior partner at the Exeter practice of Joplin, Kaplan and Penfold, Solicitors at Law. However, once the first rush of interest in that shocking affair had died down, an unexpected consequence followed. A number of clients who had found it hard to obtain legal advice due to the peculiarly baffling or outlandish nature of their difficulties felt that a person such as I – who had experienced irrefutable proof of a world beyond that of everyday experience – would be eminently qualified to act discreetly on their behalf. Mr Joplin, then Senior Partner, persuaded me to undertake my first investigation of this kind. Although the facts of the case were never made public, some word must have leaked out, because more assignments of a similar nature periodically came my way.

Following
my recent retirement from the practice of law it was my wife, Mina, who suggested to me that writing an account of my occasional investigations of the abnormal and arcane might be a pleasant way to fill some of my leisure hours. Now that my manuscript is complete it is my intention to give it for safe keeping to our son Quincy, with the instruction that it is to be published only when there is no possibility of any person now living being offended by the contents. As to the dead, they must make of it what they will. My future readers – if any – are welcome to interpret the events described in these pages as fact or fiction, according to their wishes.

Jonathan
Harker, 20 April 1933

 

Chapter One

 

After our train left Exeter St. David’s Station the urban landscape of busy roads, terraced houses and gasworks was soon replaced with the fields and farmhouses of the rolling Devonshire countryside. I settled back in the comfortable window seat of our first class carriage and smiled contentedly at my wife, who sat opposite me.

‘You’re
looking particularly pleased with yourself this morning, Jonathan,’ she observed. ‘Is it the prospect of remaining
incommunicado
for a week or two which gives you such pleasure? Let us hope that your colleagues do not write to you every day with reports of legal matters needing your immediate attention. Perhaps we should have told them we were going to Paris rather than Cornwall.’

‘You
may be looking forward to a break from your labours, my dear Mina, but don’t forget that in my case our expedition is intended to be work, not pleasure. If anyone in the office attempts to distract me, he will get a frosty answer, believe me.’

Mina
chuckled. ‘I do not intend to be entirely idle. As the last two chapters of
The
Secret
of
Lady
Connaught
have still to be written, I may well devote some of my time to completing them. Mr Stebbins has asked for my manuscript before the end of next month.’

I
nodded. When Mina and I had returned to Exeter from Transylvania almost two years ago, we had been in a state of nervous exhaustion following the violent and horrifying adventure which had concluded in the final destruction of Count Dracula. Our good friend Professor Van Helsing, now resident in London, prescribed the following remedy for both of us: a month’s complete rest, followed by a return to the rigours and discipline of work. Whilst I had been more than happy to return to the solicitors’ office where I was now a junior partner, Mina was reluctant to resume the occupation she had held before our marriage – that of a schoolmistress. Indeed the general prejudice against married women in that role would probably have disbarred her. Instead she announced that she would be taking up the profession of a writer of novels. Any well-concealed scepticism on my part was soon replaced with admiration, as some twelve months later
The
Ambassador’s
Daughter
was published with considerable success.

‘It
sounds as if you may be working harder than I. Of course if all I have to do is to assist in the drawing up of a marriage settlement, then that will occupy a day or two at most. But a circumspect investigation of Mr Haywood’s concerns could take a good deal longer. His letter to Mr Joplin seems to raise more questions than it answered.’

Mina
lent forward. ‘As you have already taken me into your confidence, would it be possible for me to read Haywood’s letter? I assume you have brought it.’

I
knew my wife well enough to trust her discretion. ‘Of course. It’s here in my valise. I thought it best to keep it with me, rather than in the rest of our luggage.’

I
retrieved the letter and passed it across to Mina. She removed it from the envelope, which had been marked “Private and Confidential”, and read it through.

 

Mr
Nathanial
Haywood
to
Mr
Maurice
Joplin
,
Esq
.,
Joplin
,
Kaplan
and
Penfold
,
Solicitors
at
Law
:
7th
October
1895

Dear
Mr
Joplin
,

You
will
I
am
sure
recall
acting
for
me
just
over
five
years
ago
,
when
you
drew
up
my
last
will
and
testament
:
a
document
which
I
am
happy
to
say
has
yet
to
prove
its
worth
.
I
am
writing
to
you
in
this
instance
to
ask
for
your
professional
services
concerning
another
matter
.

The
first
part
of
my
request
can
be
simply
stated
.
As
you
may
remember
,
my
wife
and
I
have
an
only
daughter
,
Flora
,
who
is
now
twenty
years
of
age
.
She
will
be
twenty
one
next
January
.
Flora
is
engaged
to
be
married
to
Sir
Owen
Velland
,
Bt
.,
a
local
landowner
who
lives
at
Carrick
Manor
,
near
the
village
of
Gwithian
about
six
miles
from
St
Ives
.
We
would
like
your
firm
to
ensure
that
her
marriage
settlement
is
correctly
drawn
up
according
to
our
wishes
,
and
in
consultation
with
Sir
Owen’s
own
solicitors
,
the
well
-
established
St
Ives
practice
of
Penning
and
Makepiece
.

The
second
part
of
my
request
will
require
a
good
deal
of
delicacy
and
discretion
:
qualities
which
I
am
confident
your
practice
will
be
able
to
provide
.
Sir
Owen
is
forty
five
years
old
,
and
for
that
reason
alone
Nellie
and
I
are
less
than
enthusiastic
concerning
the
engagement
.
He
has
been
very
recently
widowed
under
tragic
circumstances
,
and
it
hardly
seems
proper
for
him
to
marry
again
so
soon
.
Furthermore
,
for
some
time
he
has
been
the
subject
of
gossip
and
speculation
of
an
outlandish
and
bizarre
nature
,
even
to
the
extent
of
suggesting
that
the
baronet
has
unnatural
powers
and
abilities
.
Of
course
isolated
communities
such
as
ours
are
understandably
prone
to
superstition
,
and
it
may
well
be
that
the
rumours
which
have
circulated
are
without
foundation
.
However
,
I
would
be
most
grateful
if
your
firm
could
undertake
an
investigation
into
the
baronet’s
background
and
character
.
If
this
task
could
be
combined
with
overseeing
Flora’s
marriage
settlement
,
I
dare
say
it
could
be
concealed
from
Sir
Owen
,
whom
we
have
no
wish
to
offend
.

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