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Braceway?" "Let's have it! Let's have it all!" demanded Fulton, articulate at last, his clenched hands shaken by the palsy of rage. Bristow, with a careless motion, brushed away the policeman's hand. "By all means," he said, imperturbable still; "I demand it. I'm not guilty of murder. Not by the wildest flight of the craziest fancy can any such charge be substantiated."
Greenleaf got up and walked to the window, which gave a magnificent view of the great Carolina mountains in the distance. He was not admiring the mountains, however. He was wondering why Mr. Morley had not arrived. "By the way," he said, "can't I get a drink of water?" He was in the dining room on his way to the kitchen before Bristow roused himself from his reverie.
We'll get into a stateroom and stay there; have our meals served right there. You see, we don't get into Washington until dark tomorrow night." "Yes; I see. The scheme's all right." They were silent for several minutes. "I've been thinking," said Bristow, "about Mrs. Withers having kept all her jewelry in the bungalow unprotected, you know nobody but her sister and herself there. It was risky."
The evidence of the park-keeper, David Bristow, of Gilder Street, Camden Town, is as follows: I was on duty in St. James's Park on Thursday evening, my sphere extending from the Mall to the northern shore of the ornamental water east of the suspension bridge. At five-and-twenty to seven I took up a position between the peninsula and the bridge to await my colleague.
"Let me feel your pulse." Bristow surrendered his wrist to the professional fingers. "Just what I thought twenty beats too fast. And your respiration's a crime. Have you had any rest at all, today or yesterday?" "Not much, doctor." Mowbray glowered at him. "Well, you'll have to have it! You ought to be in bed this minute. If you don't carry out my instructions, I'll drop the case. You know that."
"So long as you keep your word," Berenice answered, "and do not play again, you need never let that trouble you. You shall have the cheque before two o'clock. No, please don't thank me. If you take my advice you won't spend another week-end at Bristow. It is not a fit house for young girls. How is your uncle?" "I haven't seen him this morning," Clara answered.
And so he had, but he could not prove it. "I'll tell you what's a fact, boys," said Bristow as he walked to a remote corner of his prison with a cup of coffee in one hand and some cracker and bacon in the other: "I know whom we have to thank for our arrest." "Who is it?" asked a dozen voices at once.
Braceway's voice had in it the ring of combativeness. Bristow tried to remember the exact words Withers had used. Also, his harping on Withers' possible guilt struck him as absurd when he considered the strength of the case against Perry. "I can't swear he did," he admitted at last; "but there's no doubt about the impression he gave us.
Clara, on the other hand, seemed proportionately relieved. "I want you to come to my room as soon as you possibly can, child," Berenice said. "Shall I wait while you finish your game?" "Oh, I will come at once," Clara exclaimed, laying down her mallet. "Major Bristow will not mind, I am sure." Major Bristow looked as though he did mind very much, but lacked the nerve to say so.
She moved as if she felt that there was something frightful behind her. When she was half-way home, she broke into a run, and, moaning, ran the remainder of the distance. She threw herself on her bed and sobbed a long time. She had talked, and for the present she thought she felt more sorry for Perry than she did for herself. In the meantime, Bristow had gone into the bathroom to wash his hands.
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