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Gilverthwaite, being unable to keep the appointment himself, must pay as much as ten pounds to another person to keep it for him? What I had said to Maisie about Mr.
Gilverthwaite of yours for, if he knows no more, he'll know who yon man is!" I made no answer to that. I had no certain answer to make. I was already wondering about a lot of conjectures. Would Mr. Gilverthwaite know who the man was? Was he the man I ought to have met? Or had that man been there, witnessed the murder, and gone away, frightened to stop where the murder had been done?
And as for you, gentlemen, if you want to do something towards clearing up this mystery, and assisting justice, there's something you can do and nobody can do it better." "What's that?" asked one of them eagerly. "Ask through your columns for the relations, friends, acquaintances, anybody who knows them or aught about them, of these two men, James Gilverthwaite and John Phillips," replied Mr.
Just this, then: 'James Gilverthwaite is laid by for a day or two, and you'll bide quiet in the place you know of till you hear from him. That's all. And how will you get out there, now? it's a goodish way." "I have a bicycle," I answered, and at his question a thought struck me. "How did you intend to get out there yourself, Mr. Gilverthwaite?" I asked. "That far and at that time of night?"
I wish I knew if Gilverthwaite ever had any secret dealings with Crone. I wish I do wish! I knew if there has been if there is a third man in this Phillips-Gilverthwaite affair who has managed, and is managing, to keep himself in the background. But I'll stake my professional reputation on one thing whoever killed Phillips, killed Abel Crone! It's all of a piece."
"And the man who killed Phillips killed Crone, too, because Crone knew! That's been the way of it, my lad! And now, then, who's the man?" I could make no reply to such a question, and presently he went on talking as much to himself, I think, as to me. "I wish I knew certain things!" he muttered. "I wish I knew what Phillips and Gilverthwaite came here for.
And all they could do that day, he went on, was to hear such evidence not much as had already been collected, and then to adjourn. Mr. Lindsey had said to me as we drove along to the inn that I should find myself the principal witness, and that Gilverthwaite would come into the matter more prominently than anybody fancied. And this, of course, was soon made evident.
Gilverthwaite precisely amounted to, I would tell one person where it would take me, in case anything untoward happened and I had to be looked for. That person was the proper one for a lad to go to under the circumstances my sweetheart, Maisie Dunlop.
I'd been looking to him to get news of this other man. What do you know of Mr. Gilverthwaite, now?" "Nothing!" said I. "But he's lodged with you seven weeks?" said he.
All the same, when she spoke I knew there was a likeness between them, for her speech was like his, different altogether from ours of the Border. "So you believe you're the sister of this man James Gilverthwaite, ma'am?" began Mr. Lindsey, motioning the visitor to sit down, and beckoning Maisie to stop with us. "What might your name be, now?"
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