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Several of the well-known street characters of the city had posed for this class, and at one time Father Elphick, the white-haired, bare-headed vegetarian, with his crooked stick and white clothes, had sat to it for his head. Vandover was probably the most promising member of the school. His style was sketchy, conscientious, and full of strength and decision.
"That'll do," said Breton at last. He dropped his revolver into his pocket and turned to the two old men. Elphick averted his eyes and sank into a chair in the darkest corner of the room: old Cardlestone shook as with palsy and muttered words which the two young men could not catch. "Guardian," continued Breton, "don't be frightened! And don't you be frightened, either, Mr. Cardlestone.
He had never thought of it before, for he had been busily engaged since the departure of Mother Gutch; but, naturally, Miss Baylis and Mr. Elphick would keep in communication with each other. At any rate, here she was, and her destination was, surely, Elphick's chambers. And the question for him, Spargo, was what to do?
Spargo rose and moved to the door. "Well, I'm off," he said. Then, as if he suddenly recollected something, he turned back. "Oh, by the by," he said, "isn't your guardian, Mr. Elphick, a big authority on philately?" "One of the biggest. Awful enthusiast." "Do you think he'd tell me a bit about those Australian stamps which Marbury showed to Criedir, the dealer?" "Certain, he would delighted.
But since Miss Baylis told me, twenty minutes ago, that you had been to her this morning I felt sure that it would not be more than a few hours before you would come to me." "Why, Mr. Elphick, should you suppose that I should come to you at all?" asked Spargo, now in full possession of his wits. "Because I felt sure that you would leave no stone unturned, no corner unexplored," replied Mr.
"But you may have to make some sacrifices in order to do it," said Spargo. "You see " "Sacrifices!" exclaimed Breton. "What " "You may have to sacrifice some ideas you may find that you'll not be able to think as well of some people in the future as you have thought of them in the past. For instance Mr. Elphick." Breton's face grew dark. "Speak plainly, Spargo!" he said. "It's best with me."
"And now we shall never know if he did kill John Maitland or if he didn't. So that's done with!" Old Elphick suddenly sat up in his chair, pushing Spargo fiercely away from his side. "He didn't kill John Maitland!" he cried angrily, attempting to shake his fist at Myerst. "Whoever says he killed Maitland lies. He was as innocent as I am.
An open door leading into an inner room showed that Cardlestone, like Elphick, had hastily packed a bag; like Elphick had changed his clothes, and had thrown his discarded garments anywhere, into any corner. Spargo began to realize what had taken place Elphick, having made his own preparations for flight, had come to Cardlestone, and had expedited him, and they had fled together. But why?
I will go back to my office, and I will write down what I do know, and give the true and absolute proofs of what I know, and, if you will trouble yourself to read the Watchman tomorrow morning, then you, too, will know." "Dear me dear me!" said Mr. Elphick, banteringly.
And now, Breton, since it's got to come out, well have the truth. Pull yourself together get your nerves ready, for you'll have to stand a shock or two. But I know what I'm talking about I can prove every word I'm going to say to you. And first let me ask you a few questions. Do you know anything about your parentage?" "Nothing beyond what Mr. Elphick has told me." "And what was that?"
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