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But tell me, how have we got Pinto?" They had left the shrubbery and were walking towards the house. She stopped a little while to take off her long black cloak, and he saw that she was wearing a short-skirted dress beneath. "We must compel Crotin to prosecute," said Stafford. "With our evidence nothing can save Pinto, and probably he will drag in the colonel, too.
You don't imagine that I would be guilty of such an iniquity? I know nothing about your past; I merely suggest that you should sell me one of your mills at a reasonable price." "Twenty thousand pounds is reasonable for you, I suppose," said Crotin sarcastically. "It is a lot of money," replied Pinto.
"They're nothing but records of our transactions, and they're not evidence. Why, even the police have given up the search for them. By the way, I haven't done with Crotin," he said after a while. "He's done with you, I should think," said Pinto grimly. The colonel nodded. "I guess so, but he hasn't done with the gang. You can take him on next." "I?" said Pinto in affright.
I prefer those scandals which verge on the criminal," the colonel went on. The outraged Mr. Crotin was rolling his serviette. "Where are you going? What are you going to do? The night's young," said the colonel innocently. "I'm going," said Mr. Crotin, very red of face. "A joke's a joke, and when friend Crewe introduced me to you, I hadn't any idea that you were that kind of man.
You'll go up to Yorkshire and you'll take a thousand pounds, and if necessary you'll subscribe pretty liberally to the fund, but it must be done through Lady Sybil. You can make yourself known to her and invite yourself to the house, where you can meet Crotin himself." He made other suggestions, for he had worked out the whole scheme in detail for the other to carry into effect.
The meal was approaching its end when she revived the question of the disposal of his purchases. "Are you greatly interested in charities, Mr. de Silva?" Pinto inclined his head. "Both here and in Portugal I take a very deep interest in the welfare of the poor," he said solemnly. "That's fine," said Mr. Crotin, nodding approvingly. "I know what these poor people have to suffer.
I was talking to you to-day or was it yesterday? about Crotin." "The Yorkshire woollen merchant?" said Pinto. "That's the fellow," replied the colonel. "I suggested you should go and see him." "And I suggested that I shouldn't," said Pinto; "let him rest. You'll never get another chance like you had before."
"That could be done," said Silva, "it could be done, but it would bring a great deal of unhappiness to his present wife, who is ignorant of her husband's treachery." "Better she should know now than later," said the militant Lady Sybil. "I think you do very wrong to keep it from her." Mr. Crotin rose unsteadily and his wife looked at him with suspicion.
He came down after you, if you remember." "Nobody's been up?" insisted the other. "Not a soul. Your servant came down before you, sir." "That's true," said the colonel remembering that he had sent the man on a special journey to Huddersfield with a letter to the bigamous Mr. Crotin. "You haven't seen a lady go up at all?" he asked suddenly.
You've betrayed yourself by insisting on paying her by telegraphic money orders. We heard of these mysterious payments but suspected nothing beyond a vulgar love affair. Then one night, whilst your placid and complacent wife was in a cinema, one of my people searched her box and came upon the certificate of marriage. Would you like to see it?" "I've nothing to say," said Crotin thickly.
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