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"By the way," he remarked, "last night, while I was lying awake I saw a lot of funny flames dancing up and down upon the horizon. Seemed as though they lay in the marshes between your place and mine, Mr. Brellier. Borkins pulled a long story about 'em with all the usual trimmin's. Said they were supernatural and all that. Ever seen 'em yourself? I must say they gave me a bit of a turn.
They're frightfully keen about the country, and will be sure to go out shootin' and snuffin' round like these town johnnies always do when they get in places like this.... Well, as Mr. Brellier isn't here I suppose I'd better be making my way home again. Wish we were married, 'Toinette. There'd be no more of these everlasting separations then. No more nightmares for you, little one.
It will depend entirely upon how events shape themselves, Miss Brellier. You may hear soon you may not hear at all. But I believe in his innocence as deeply as you do. Therefore you must be content that I shall do my best, whatever happens. Good-bye." He gave her fingers a soft squeeze, held them a moment and then, dropping them, bowed and swung upon his heel to join Mr.
A murmur of amazement went round the room, like the sound of rising wind. The coroner held up his hand for silence. "You say it is yours, Miss Brellier? This this is really most remarkable most remarkable! The revolver is of French make, is it not? You bought it abroad?" "I did. Just before I first came to England.
The same colonial French make, you see. This particular one belongs, by the way, to Miss Brellier." "Miss Brellier!" Something like a thrill ran through the crowded courtroom. In the silence that followed you could have heard a pin drop. "That is correct. She will tell you that she always kept it in an unused drawer in her secrétaire locked away with some papers.
The judge's frail old hand brought silence at last, and Antoinette Brellier came forward from her place and clutched Cleek by the arm. "It cannot be, Mr. Cleek!" she said piteously. "I tell you my uncle is the best of men, truly! He could never have done this thing that you accuse him of and " "And the worst of devils!
"But now we're turning our hands to him, and the Law will have its toll, penny for penny, life for life. You've come to the end of your resources, Brellier, when you engaged those two strange workmen. Or, better still, your accomplice did it for you. You didn't know they were Cleek and his man, did you?
A sob came suddenly from 'Toinette, and Brellier gently led her away. It was a terrible ordeal for her, but she had insisted on coming fearing, hoping that she might be of use to Nigel in the witness box.
Marsh-gas was there in plenty, though there is no heat from the tiny flames, as you know, from which fact, no doubt, our friend Brellier derived the very theatrical name for them, but the light of which Merriton spoke I took to be something bigger than that. And I had noticed, too, that here and there among the flames danced brilliant patches that seemed, well more than natural.
And then, as the days wore themselves away and turned into months, Merriton woke up to the fact that he could wait no longer before putting his luck to the test so far as 'Toinette was concerned. He had already confided his secret to Brellier, who laughed and patted him on the back and told him that he had known of it a long time and wished him luck.
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