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We knows what we're torkin' abaht. Mister Barraclough is 'ere and the sooner " "Tut, tut, tut," Harrison Smith interrupted. "Don't talk like that, Dirk you're scaring the girl. Now listen to me. Your Master has enemies, we're his friends. It is of the utmost importance we should see him at once." He moved away and opened the door of Mrs. Barraclough's bedroom.
"It's an admirable sedative for conscience and nerves alike. Wouldn't you prefer a cigar of Barraclough's?" "Ach! it wass of this young man I wass about to speak." "I had almost guessed it," said Mr. Torrington, and picking up the patience cards began to lay them out in little packs. "It is said he iss on the road tonight wass seen by a man who hass done some works for me." "Indeed!
Just a fraction of a second too soon the man turned. Conceivably he saw murder in Barraclough's eyes or else he was unusually quick at grasping a situation. He flashed his eyes upward at the moment the bag was toppling, realised it was too late to save himself, and dropped his head forward.
Such was Timothy Barraclough's story of Throp's wife and of the terrible fate which befell her and her husband. I spent the night at the inn, and next morning made further inquiries into the matter.
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