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"Be careful, now; you heard what the doctor said about it, in court?" "I've nothing to conceal," replied Hyde. "You heard me say just now that I'd had engagements in the States. I bought that knife when I was out West more as a curiosity than anything and I've carried it in my pocket ever since." Drillford looked again at Viner. "He'll have to go, now," he said.
I was walking about all yesterday, and a lot of last night. I'm pretty nearly done, if you want to know!" "Take your time," said Drillford. "Here, wait a bit," he went on after a sudden glance at his prisoner. "Keep quiet a minute." He turned to a cupboard in the corner of the room and presently came back with something in a glass. "Drink that," he said not unkindly.
But good heavens, man, what does all this mean? What's brought you to this to be here, in this place?" The prisoner looked round at his captors, and back at Viner, and smiled as a man smiles who is beginning to realize hopelessness to the full. "I don't know if I'm allowed to speak," he said. Drillford, who had been watching this episode with keen attention, motioned to the two policemen.
"Oh, I soon solved that!" laughed Drillford. "I hurried round to Markendale Square with it at once. Both the ladies recognized it Mr. Ashton had often shown it to them, and told them its value, and there's a private mark of his inside it. And so we arrested him, and there he is! Clear case!" "What did he say?" asked Viner. "He's a curious customer," replied Drillford.
You ought to make a minute search behind the walls on either side of that passage the probability is that the murderer threw his weapon away." "We'll do all that, Doctor," said Drillford. "As to your suggestion don't you forget that there are a good many criminals here in London who are regular experts in the use of the knife I've seen plenty of instances of that myself.
And I want some information about him, about his habits and " Miss Wickham got up from her chair and looked meaningly at Mrs. Killenhall. "The fact is," she said, turning to Drillford; "strange as it may seem, neither Mrs. Killenhall nor myself know very much about Mr. Ashton."
Give me something, if it's only a crust of bread! That's fact, Mr. Viner." "What did you do?" inquired Viner. "Got the poor chap some breakfast, at once," answered Drillford, "and let him alone till he'd finished. Have you ever seen a starved dog eat? No well, I have, and he ate like that he was ravenous! And when a man's at that stage, do you think he's going to stop at anything? Not he!
"Drillford, of your nearest police-station, had this case in charge," he remarked. "I'll just call him on the telephone." He left the room and was away for several minutes; when he returned there was something like a smile on his face. "If you and Miss Wickham will drive along and see Drillford, Mr. Viner," he said. "I think you'll find he's some news for you."
"He's in the cells at the back, now," said Drillford, "and I only hope he's not one of those chaps who are so clever that they can secrete poison to the very last moment and then cheat the gallows, for now that I know as much as I do, I should say he's as pretty a specimen of the accomplished scoundrel as ever put on fine clothes. Dr. Cortelyon, of your square!"
"One of those big silk handkerchiefs, you know he had it drawn up over his chin and nose right up." "Then you'd have difficulty in knowing him again," observed Drillford. "There are a few thousand men in the West End of London who'd answer the description you've given." "All right!" muttered Hyde doggedly. "But I know what I saw.
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