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Her place as hostess had been taken by Lady Ruth Worsfold, a distant cousin of the McConachans, who lived in a little house a mile down the loch, which was given her rent free by Lord Ashiel. Another cousin of his, Mrs.
It was not difficult to deduce from these sounds that Lord Ashiel had arrived, and that the little party of three had gone in to dinner. It was half an hour more before Gimblet rose, and walked quietly over to the window. He drew the blind cautiously aside and looked out.
Gimblet was silent for a moment before this appeal. It was difficult to know what to say. He knew Macross well for a cautious, intelligent officer; if he had arrested Sir David Southern it seemed pretty certain that there was good evidence against that gentleman. On the other hand Lord Ashiel had seemed to think it likely that his death might wear an appearance calculated to mislead.
They referred, in an obscure and veiled fashion, to the great statue erected by Lord Ashiel in that glen of which his wife had been so fond; where the beginning of the track used by the cattle drivers and robbers of old, which is known as the Green Way, leads up over the hills to the south.
Mark McConachan, or rather Lord Ashiel, as he had now become, was in the act of ending a solitary meal, when Gimblet was announced. He went to meet the detective, forcing to his trouble-lined face a smile of welcome that lit up the large melancholy eyes with an expression few people could resist.
Clutsam went away too; she had some one coming to stay with her at her own house near by. Both the young men went stalking on different parts of the forest, and Lord Ashiel and I, with the two other girls, spent the morning on the loch trolling for salmon; but we didn't get a rise. "In the afternoon I walked up the river with Julia Romaninov; we talked about our schooldays.
"Was that your fault too?" asked Gimblet with a smile. "No, it really wasn't. Sir David had a dog, a retriever, to which he was devoted, but which Lord Ashiel hated. It was not a well-trained dog, I must admit, and it used to pay very little attention to its master, except at meal times, when it became very affectionate, not only to him, but to every one.
The hare and its pursuer had by this time gone the whole length of the butts, and looked like going till Christmas. Lord Ashiel had come out into the open, and we saw him put his gun to his shoulder. The dog gave one last leap, and rolled over before the report reached our ears. It was a quarter of a mile away from us."
How can I go off and stay with someone I never met before to-day?" "The circumstances are unusual," said the lawyer. "I fancy Lord Ashiel is anxious to lose no time. He is in bad health, poor fellow. I am afraid he will worry himself a good deal if you cannot make up your mind to go." "You see," said Juliet, troubled, "I know nothing about him.
But, indeed, it is very important that you should come, more important than you think, perhaps." He seemed extraordinarily anxious, now, lest she should refuse. "Perhaps," suggested Mr. Findlay, "Miss Byrne would like to think over the idea, and let you know later in the day." "A very good plan," said Lord Ashiel. "Yes, of course you would like to think it over.
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