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"Yes; but suppose that in being merciful, you just allowed that lady the time necessary to present her beloved husband with a convenient little pill, just to shorten his sufferings? And suppose that " "Really, Mr. Booley, I think you make very unwarrantable suppositions," said Mr. Juxon severely. "I cannot suppose any such thing."
"And I say," said Doctor Longstreet with equal firmness, "that I must see him first, in order to judge whether you can see him or not " "It is for me to judge of that," returned Mr. Booley, with more haste than logic. "After you have seen him, you cannot judge whether you ought to see him or not," retorted Doctor Longstreet growing red in the face. The detective attempted to push past him.
"Booley, sir," said the detective. "Thank you yes for bringing Mr. Booley so far. You may go home, Gall. If we need your services we will send to your house." "It struck me, sir," remarked Gall with a bland smile, "as perhaps I might be of use prefeshnal in fact, sir." "I will send for you," said the detective, shortly. The manners of the rural constabulary had long ceased to amuse him.
"I am John Short," said John, quickly, heedless of the fact that his name conveyed no idea whatever to the mind of the detective. He cared little, for he began to comprehend the situation, and he fled precipitately into the library, leaving Mr. Booley alone to wait for the coming of the real physician. But in the library a fresh surprise awaited him; there he found Mr. and Mrs.
Booley being sure that Goddard could not escape him, saw that he could claim the reward offered for the capture of the convict. He asked whether he might see him. "That is doubtful," said the squire. "When I left him just now he was quite unconscious, but he has lucid moments. To frighten him at such a time might kill him outright."
If the man is unconscious you may go in and see him. If he chances to be in a lucid interval, you must wait until he is unconscious again. It will not be long. That is perfectly reasonable." "Perfectly," echoed Mr. Ambrose, biting his long upper lip and glaring as fiercely at Mr. Booley as though he had said it all himself. "Absolutely reasonable," added Doctor Longstreet.
Juxon and the detective turned back and walked slowly towards the Hall. "Will you be good enough to state exactly what the business is," said the squire, well knowing that it was best to go straight to the point. "You are Mr. Juxon, I believe?" inquired Mr. Booley looking at his companion sharply. The squire nodded. "Very good, Mr. Juxon," continued the official.
Mr. Booley paused. It was evident that his command of the English tongue was not equal to the strain of constructing a long sentence. "This person, whom he was to identify, was the person murdered?" inquired Mr. Juxon. "Exactly. It was not the person, but the person's body, so to say.
"Oh then you don't know how he escaped?" "No I have not the least idea pray tell me." "I don't wonder you don't understand me, then," said Mr. Booley. "Well, it is a short tale but a lively one, as they say. Of course it stands to reason in the first place that he could not have got out of Portland. He was taken out for a purpose.
"Well, we will try it," said the detective moodily. "But I warn you I will not be trifled with." "Nobody is trifling with you," answered the squire coldly. "This way if you please." And he forthwith led the way upstairs, followed by Mr. Booley, the physician and the vicar. Before they reached the door, however, the discussion broke out again. Mr.
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