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What I am anxious to do is to establish the guilt or the innocence of Hugh Henfrey," he went on. "No doubt. You have reason for establishing his guilt eh?" "No. Reasons for establishing his innocence." "For your own ends, Signor Benton," was the shrewd old man's reply. "At one time there was a suspicion that you yourself had fired at Mademoiselle."
"Almost as soon as you had gone he was rung up, and he had to get a taxi out from Guildford. He'll be back to-morrow." "Oh, yes and, by the way, Hugh," exclaimed Louise, "there was a call for you about a quarter of an hour afterwards. I thought nobody knew you were down here." "For me!" gasped Henfrey, instantly alarmed. "Yes, I answered the 'phone. It was a girl's voice!" "A girl! Who?"
Henfrey," he said at last. "I am very sorry for you. I happen to know something of your present position, and the great difficulty in which you are to-day placed by the clever roguery of others. Will you please describe to me accurately exactly what occurred on that fateful night at the Villa Amette? If I am to assist you further it is necessary for you to tell me everything remember, everything!"
Again he tried to extract from her what she knew concerning his father's death. But she would tell him nothing. "I am not permitted to say anything, Mr. Henfrey. I can only regret it," she said quietly. "Mr. Franklyn is at the Ritz opposite. I should like you to meet him."
Mill's "Logic," partly by the recommendation of a distinguished theologian, and partly by the urgency of a valued friend, the late Professor Henfrey, who looked upon M. Comte's bulky volumes as a mine of wisdom, and lent them to me that I might dig and be rich.
First, there is Uncle Daniel's own daughter, Mrs. Henfrey; I do not mind her; but then there is Mr. Brandon, the son of Aunt Mortimer's first husband; then these Grants, the children of her second husband; and then Valentine, uncle's son and hers by this third marriage. It's a fatigue only to think of them all!"
But you will know it later. Hugh Henfrey is a fine manly fellow, Miss Ranscomb. That is why I have done my level best in his interest." "But why should you?" she asked. "You are, after all, a stranger." "True. But you will know the truth some day. Meanwhile, leave matters as they are. Do not prejudge him, even if the police are convinced of his guilt.
Henfrey looked at the stranger inquisitively, and then glanced at The Sparrow. "Mr. Howell is quite safe," declared the man with the gloved hand. "He is one of Us. So you may speak without fear." "Well," replied the young man, "the fact is, I've had a very apprehensive time. I'm here to seek Mr. Peters' kind advice, for without him I'm sure I'd have been arrested and perhaps convicted long ago."
"And if I might make so bold as to ask " "That I think, is all," said the stranger, with that quietly irresistible air of finality he could assume at will. Mrs. Hall reserved her question and sympathy for a better occasion. After Mrs. Hall had left the room, he remained standing in front of the fire, glaring, so Mr. Henfrey puts it, at the clock-mending. Mr.
Leastways, his legs are. I seed through the tear of his trousers and the tear of his glove. You'd have expected a sort of pinky to show, wouldn't you? Well there wasn't none. Just blackness. I tell you, he's as black as my hat." "My sakes!" said Henfrey. "It's a rummy case altogether. Why, his nose is as pink as paint!" "That's true," said Fearenside. "I knows that.
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