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He also wore on his chain an ornament a red-enamelled cross, in fact." "What!" cried Giles, with a start, and he noted that the Princess started likewise, and that her face grew pale. "He wore a red-enamelled cross," repeated Steel imperturbably, "on his watch-chain. Mrs. Benker had been in the service of the late Lady Summersdale when the diamonds of that lady were stolen.
"It isn't his voice," muttered the landlady, still staring; "but his eyes are the same." "May I ask you to go?" said Franklin. "You are trespassing." Mrs. Benker shook her rusty black bonnet. "You may change your hair from red to black," she declared, "and you may shave off a ginger beard, but you can't alter your eyes. Mr.
"You can go now," he said, pointing with his stick towards an ornamental bridge; "that is the best way to the high-road. And, Mrs. Benker, if my brother should return to you let me know." "And the police, sir," she faltered. "I'll tell the police myself," said the man, frowning. "Good day." Mrs.
There is plenty of iron, not worked, and gold has also been found in Kongsberg. Walrond had a bed and I slept in my cloak. Next day they engaged a well-organised chasse. 'Mr. Benker of Berlin, their host, purchased it from the King of Sweden for L150,000. It is the only thing on this scale in Europe. The travellers now returned to Christiania, apparently to be received by the King.
I take after my mother, and am black, as you see me. My brother favored my father, who was as red as an autumn sunset." "He was indeed red," sighed Mrs. Benker, wrapping her shawl round her; "and now, sir, I hope you'll humbly forgive me for " "That's all right, Mrs. Benker. I only explained myself at length because I am so sick of having my brother's sins imputed on me. I hope he paid your rent."
If I could only trust him?" He looked round. "I wonder where he is? He promised to meet me half an hour ago." Here Franklin glanced at his watch. "I'll walk over to The Elms and ask who this woman, Mrs. Benker, is. He may know." All this was delivered audibly and at intervals. Giles was not astonished, as he knew from Mrs. Parry that the man was in the habit of talking aloud to himself.
"Mrs. Benker, sir. And you know it." "Excuse me, I do not know it. The man who was your lodger, and whom you accuse me of being, is my brother." "Your brother!" echoed the landlady, amazed. "Yes, and a bad lot he is. Never did a hand's turn in all his life. I daresay while he was with you he kept the most irregular hours?" "He did most irregular." "Out all night at times, and in all day?
Benker to the new-comer, "but I do hope I'm not Why" she changed her tone to one of extreme surprise "if it ain't Mr. Wilson!" The man did not move a muscle. Ware, who was watching, was disappointed. At least he expected him to start, but the so-called Wilson was absolutely calm, and his voice did not falter. "You are making a mistake; my name is Franklin."
I could not refuse. He has drained me of nearly every penny. Then, when trouble began, he made use of his position here to warn me of what was going on." "He made a fool of me," said Giles grimly. "I told him everything, and you played that nice little comedy in the park." "With Mrs. Benker?" Denham smiled. "Yes; and the soliloquy was my own idea. I knew that would impose on you."
Benker can verify this man, I'll have him arrested. He will have to explain why he came here instead of the office boy, and why he fled on that night." "Yes, yes!" cried Morley excitedly. "And he might perhaps explain why the governess helped him to escape." "Ah!" Giles' face fell. "So he might; but if he dares to inculpate her in this crime "
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