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Dick could get to any given point in just about one-fourth of the time that I could, for instance moreover, he has a cunning knowledge of every short cut in the city." Mary Bewery took the empty cup and began to refill it. "I don't like him to be late," she remarked. "It's the beginning of bad habits." "Oh, well!" said Ransford indulgently. "He's pretty free from anything of that sort, you know.
"Get it while he's in the mood." "Let him take his own time," advised Jettison. "But you mark me! he knows a lot! This is only an instalment." Ransford came back with Dick Bewery, clad in a loud patterned and gaily coloured suit of pyjamas. "Now, Dick," said Ransford. "Tell Inspector Mitchington precisely what happened this evening, within your own knowledge."
Eventually, Mary Bewery and John Brake became engaged to be married. My wife and I were a good deal surprised we had believed, somehow, that the favoured man would be Ransford. However, it was Brake and Brake she married, and, as you say, Ransford was best man. Of course, Brake took his wife off to London and from the day of her wedding, I never saw her again."
"Of course, it's it's a pretty well understood thing, don't you know between myself and Miss Bewery, you know and of course, we couldn't have any suspicions attaching to her guardian, could we, now? Family interest, don't you know Caesar's wife, and all that sort of thing, eh?" "I see," answered Bryce, quietly, "sort of family arrangement. With Ransford's consent and knowledge, of course?"
And soon after that I had a long illness, and for two or three years was an invalid, and well, the thing was over and done with, and, as I said just now, I have never heard anything of any of them for all these years. And now! now you tell me that there is a Mary Bewery who is a ward of a Dr. Mark Ransford at where did you say?" "At Wrychester," answered Bryce.
Folliot, "tells me that yesterday Miss Bewery came into Gardales' and spent a sovereign actually a sovereign! on a wreath, which, she told Sackville, she was about to carry, at her guardian's desire, to this strange man's grave. Sackville, who is a warm-hearted boy, was touched he, too, bought flowers and accompanied Miss Bewery. Most extraordinary! A perfect stranger!
He grasped the arm of his elbow chair and leaned forward. "Mary Bewery!" he said in a low whisper. "What what is the name of the man who is her guardian?" "Dr. Mark Ransford," answered Bryce promptly. The old man sat upright again, with a little toss of his head. "Bless my soul!" he exclaimed. "Mark Ransford! Then it must have been as I feared and suspected!" Bryce made no remark.
"What are you then? as you're so candid." "I could be a very bad enemy," replied Bryce. There was a moment's silence, during which the two men looked attentively at each other. "I've told you the truth," said Ransford at last. "Miss Bewery flatly refuses to entertain any idea whatever of ever marrying you. She earnestly hopes that that eventuality may never be mentioned to her again.
It's ridiculous, considering his position guardian to to Miss Bewery, for instance that he should allow such rumours to circulate. By God, sir, if it had been me, I'd have stopped 'em! before they left the parish pump!" "Ah?" said Bryce. "And how?" "Made an example of somebody," replied Sackville, with emphasis.
"Well," he answered after a moment's thought, "I'll qualify that by saying that from the evidence I have, and from what I know, I believe it to be an indisputable fact. What I do know of fact, hard, positive fact, is this: John Brake married a Mary Bewery at the parish church of Braden Medworth, near Barthorpe, in Leicestershire: I've seen the entry in the register with my own eyes.
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