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"He has been in this house dozens of times and knows it as well as I do myself. Why do you ask so obvious a question?" "I was only wondering if Sir Hubert came by the high road to the wicket gate you speak of, Lord Garvington." "That also is obvious," retorted the other, irritably. "Since he wished to come here, he naturally would take the easiest way."
"Oh, I don't think that I shall be the one to be hanged. Tell me, Chaldea, do you really believe that I am guilty?" "Yes," said the girl positively. "And if you had married me I should have saved you." Lambert laughed, but was saved the trouble of a reply by the return of Garvington, who trotted in to lay a mahogany case on the table.
In this way Garvington kept up his spirits during the walk, and felt entirely cheerful and virtuous by the time he reached the cottage. In the thin, cold moonlight, the wintry wood looked spectral and wan. The sight of the frowning monoliths, the gaunt, frozen trees and the snow-powdered earth, made the luxurious little man shiver.
Lambert gloomily, "that I am quite sure he will sooner or later stand in the dock." "We must keep him out of it as long as we can," said Noel decisively. "For that reason I intend to leave you here and go to Garvington." "To see Freddy?" "Yes, and to see Chaldea, and to call on Silver, who is living in my old cottage. Also I wish to have a conversation with Miss Greeby.
And for two reasons: in the first place he was too cowardly to risk his neck; and in the second Pine was of more value to him alive than dead. Comforting himself with this reflection, he managed to maintain a fairly calm demeanor before his wife. But on this night Lady Garvington was particularly exasperating, for she constantly asked questions which the husband did not feel inclined to answer.
Garvington couldn't have done it, as he has lost a good friend in Pine, and and go on Lambert, suggest some one else." "I can't. And two out of three you mention were inside The Manor when the second shot was fired, so can prove an alibi." "I'm not bothering about who fired the second shot," said Miss Greeby leisurely, "but as to who wrote that letter.
Lord Garvington made no reply, as breakfast, in his opinion, was much too serious a business to be interrupted. He reached for the marmalade, and requested that a bowl of Devonshire cream should be passed along. His wife, who was lean and anxious-looking even for an August hostess, looked at him wrathfully.
Every one knows that Agnes married the man to save her family from bankruptcy. Poor girl!" Mrs. Belgrove sighed. "And she loved Noel. What a shame that she couldn't become his wife!" "Oh, that would have been absurd," said Lady Garvington pettishly. "What's the use of Hunger marrying Thirst?
However, as Pine had the whip-hand of him, he was obliged to yield, although he could not understand why the man should favor the Romany in this way. "Some of his infernal philanthropy, I suppose," said Garvington, in a tone of disgust, to the secretary. "Pine's always doing this sort of thing, and people ain't a bit grateful." "Well," said Silver dryly, "I suppose that's his look-out."
"Are you mad?" he gasped, looking from one man to the other. "It's all very well you talking," whimpered Garvington with a shiver; "but Pine was shot with that revolver I lent you." "It's a lie!" "Oh, I knew you'd say that," complained Garvington, shivering again.
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