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Hillyard stood between loyalty to his friend and the recollection of Stella Croyle's tears. If Luttrell had not told her why then "Then I don't well see how I can," he said uncomfortably. "But I want to know," said Stella, bending her brows at him in astonishment that he should refuse her so small a thing. Then her manner changed.
The dining-room was upon the east side, between that room and the hall was the library, of which the window faced the north. Mrs. Croyle's bedroom, however, was in the south-west corner and from its windows one could see the smoke of the train as it climbed from Midhurst to the Cocking tunnel, and the gap where the road runs through to Singleton.
Harper was sent for and commissioned to inquire. He returned in a few minutes. "Yes, sir, it is the key of Mrs. Croyle's room." He laid it upon the table and went out of the room. "I suppose it is then," said Harry Luttrell. "But I am a little puzzled." "Oh?" "It wasn't lying beneath Mrs. Croyle's window as one might have expected.
Croyle's fingers were still grasping it when she was discovered." A gasp of indignation and horror ran round that breakfast table when Sir Chichester had finished. "It's so atrociously circumstantial," said Mr. Albany Todd. "Yes." Sir Chichester seized upon the point. "That's the really damnable point about it. That's real malice.
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