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"But you must be mad," exclaimed Bellward, toying impatiently with his weapon, "you let him escape through your fingers before! I know his type. A man like him is only safe when he's dead. And if you won't..." "Now, Bellward," said Strangwise not budging but looking the other calmly in the eye, "you're getting excited, you know." But Bellward muttered thickly: "Kill him! That's all I ask.
He cited various well known city men to speak for his bona-fides and protested violently against the action of the authorities in doubting his word. It was ultimately elicited that Bellward was of German birth and had never been naturalized, and he was detained in custody while a search was made at The Mill House.
At this stage in the report there was a note to the effect that the rector of Wentfield had called twice at The Mill House but had not found Mr. Bellward at home, and that his visits had not been returned. There were also some opinions apparently culled locally regarding the tenant of the Mill House, set out something in this wise:
Bellward's eyes were large and luminous, and as Desmond glanced rather nervously at the face of the man approaching him, he was struck by the compelling power they seemed to emit. Desmond bent his head to avoid the insistent gaze. But in a couple of quick strides Bellward was at his side and stooping down, had thrust his face right into his victim's.
"You sneaking rascal," he snarled, "we'll teach you to play your dirty tricks on us!" He raised the pistol; but Strangwise stepped between the man and his victim. "Kill him!" cried Bellward, "and let's be rid of him once and for all!" "What" said Strangwise. "Kill Desmond? Ah, no, my friend, I don't think so!" And he added drily: "At least not quite yet!"
Whether Bellward, who appeared bent only on getting away from the house without delay, examined the balcony or not, Desmond did not know; but after the agony of suspense had endured for what seemed to him an hour, he heard Strangwise say: "It's no good, Bellward! I'm not satisfied! And until I am satisfied that Okewood is not here, I don't leave this house. And that's that!"
Two men appeared at the head of the cellar stairs. One was Strangwise, in uniform, the other was Bellward. "They're both here!" said Strangwise over his shoulder to Bellward. "Ah, thank God, you've come!" cried Barbara, running to the foot of the ladder. Strangwise brushed past her and caught Nur-el-Din by the arm.
"Have you anything further to say, Desmond?" asked Strangwise. "Perhaps you would care to reconsider your decisions?" Desmond shook his head. "You've had my answer!" he said doggedly. "Then, my friend," said Strangwise to Bellward, "after dinner you shall try your hand on this obstinate fool. But first we'll take him upstairs."
Bellward, Desmond had reflected after his tour of the room on his arrival, evidently laid weight on his personal comfort; for the contrast between the cheerful comfort of his bedroom and the musty gloom of the rooms downstairs was very marked. A bright log fire hissed on the open hearth and the room was pleasantly warm. Old Martha's coffee was excellent, and Desmond, very snug in Mr.
They may if they like and I don't propose to disillusion them. You understand, Bellward?" His voice was commanding and he bent his brows at Desmond, who hastened to protest that his discretion in the matter would be absolute. When they had had their coffee and Mortimer was contentedly puffing one of Bellward's excellent double Coronas, Desmond rose from the table.
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