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"I would rather know that," he said to himself, "than save a dozen Clives ten times over." Though again it occurred to him that on this point Clive might hold another opinion. "If he hadn't made such a blundering row I might have got to know who Deede Dawson's visitor was.
"I've been thinking," Dunn muttered in the heavy, sulky manner he always assumed at Bittermeads. "Not weakening, eh?" asked Deede Dawson. "No," answered Dunn. "I'm not." "Good," Deede Dawson exclaimed. "There's a lot to win, and no fear of failure. I don't see that failure's possible. Do you?" "No," answered Dunn. "I suppose not." "The mate's sure this time," Deede Dawson declared.
Robert Dunn was by no means sure that he was not going to his death as he went out of Ella's room on his way to the attics above, for he had perceived a certain doubt and suspicion in Deede Dawson's manner, and he thought it very likely that a fatal intention lay behind.
There was some fellow you had with you who told the landlord of the Chobham Arms, so I easily found out from him," answered Walter. "Anyhow, I'm glad you're here," Dunn said. "I was wondering how to get in touch with you. Well, this is Deede Dawson's plan in brief. Tomorrow, at four in the afternoon, Rupert Dunsmore is to be killed and I've undertaken to do the deed."
"I know that tomorrow afternoon at four o'clock he will be waiting by the side of Brook Bourne Spring in Ottom's Wood, near General Dunsmore's place. Which is as out of the way and quiet and lonely a spot as you could wish for." "And you have information that he will be there?" Dunn said incredulously. "How can you possibly be sure of that?" "Never mind how," answered Deede Dawson. "I am sure.
They were unoccupied and did not seem to have been much used that day; and in the small breakfast-room Deede Dawson had been accustomed to consider his special apartment, his favourite little travelling chessboard stood on the table with pieces in position on it.
"I didn't mind the old lady, but I couldn't risk there being some one hiding there, so I had to look, but I ain't done no damage to speak of, I could put it right for you myself in half-an-hour, sir, if you'll let me." "Could you, indeed?" said Deede Dawson. "Well, and did you find any one sleeping there?"
How, in his present plight that thought, if Deede Dawson should come to entertain it, might yet prove his salvation. Now and again Deede Dawson gave him quick, searching glances, but when at last he spoke it was Ella he addressed. "Wrists hurt you much?" he asked. "Not so much now," she answered. "They were beginning to hurt a great deal, though." "Were they, though?" said Deede Dawson.
But he still distrusted Clive's discretion, and feared some rash and hasty action that might ruin all his plans, and allow Deede Dawson time to escape. Besides he felt that the immediate task before him was to find out who Deede Dawson's new companion was, and, if possible, overhear anything they might have to say to each other.
It can be done, but it won't be easy." "Tell me how," said Dunn. "Oh, that's going too fast and too far," answered the other with his mirthless laugh. "Now, there's Mr. John Clive what about him?" "I'll answer for him," replied Dunn slowly and thickly. "I've put better men than John Clive out of my way before today." "That's the way to talk," cried Deede Dawson.
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