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"Talbot Villa, Toorak," he cried quickly, snatching up the letter again, and examining it with great attention, "where that burglary took place." "Exactly," said Calton, smiling complacently. "Now do you understand what I want you must take me to the crib in the back slums where the articles stolen from the house in Toorak were hidden.
I did not know," he said, reluctantly. The lawyer made a master stroke. "Then why did you take them from him?" "What! Had he it with him?" Calton saw his advantage, and seized it at once. "Yes, he had it with him. Why did you take it?" "I did not take it. I didn't even know he had it with him." "Indeed! Will you kindly tell me what 'it' is Brian saw the trap into which he had fallen." "No!
Calton hesitated a moment, for he thought that if the reason of Brian's silence was, as he surmised, an intrigue with a married woman, he might not tell the girl he was engaged to about it but, on the other hand, there might be some other reason, and Calton trusted to Madge to find it out. With these thoughts in his mind he turned round. "Yes," he answered, boldly, "it may save his life."
As they climbed up they could hear the rancorous voice of the old hag pouring forth alternate blessings and curses on her prodigal offspring, and the low tones of a girl's voice in reply. On entering the room Calton saw that the sick woman, who had been lying in the corner on the occasion of his last visit, was gone.
He had made his plans, it was plain, for just such a flight, whenever the necessity might arise; and when he was assured that danger threatened, he simply vanished in the dark of a London night. Search brought no information not a scrap of telltale paper lay in Calton Lodge not a letter, not a line. Though, indeed, the police were to see more of Myatt's work yet and so was Hewitt. Dr.
Meanwhile, Calton was addressing himself to the old woman in the corner. "You wanted to see me?" he said gently, for, notwithstanding his repugnance to her, she was, after all, a woman, and dying. "Yes, cuss ye," croaked Mother Guttersnipe, lying down, and pulling the greasy bedclothes up to her neck. "You ain't a parson?" with sudden suspicion. "No, I am a lawyer."
She had taken him to Mother Guttersnipe's, where he had seen the dying woman, who had told him something he could not reveal. "Well," said Mr. Calton, after hearing the admission, "you might have saved us all this trouble by admitting this before, and yet kept your secret, whatever it may be.
"The straying lamb did not care about being hunted back to the fold." "And when did she join the Army?" "The very day after the murder." "Rather sudden conversion?" "Yes, but she said the death of the woman on Thursday night had so startled her, that she went straight off to the Army to get her religion properly fixed up." "The effects of fright, no doubt," said Calton, dryly.
Rolleston turned angrily away. "I never saw anything like these lawyers," he said to himself. "Calton's a perfect whirlwind, by Jove." Meanwhile Calton was talking to Madge. "You were right," he said, "there must have been a message for him at the Club, for he got none from the time he left your place."
I remember I put all rightly except the county, for I did not think that necessary; and now the other day, I mean when, we had answered the advertisement and were inquiring about Calton, we found that there are actually three or four places of the name in England. And oh, we were so delighted when we found on getting there that Laneverel Rectory was only two miles off.
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