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The words of Jarvice's telegram were ever present in his mind, and grew more sinister, the more he thought upon them. "What are you waiting for? Hurry up!" Once, when the train stopped over long as it seemed to him he muttered the words aloud and then glanced in alarm at his wife, lest perchance she had overheard them. But she had not. She was remembering her former journey along this very road.
"And why?" he asked, leaning forward on his elbows and fixing his bright, sharp eyes on Walter Hine's face. Walter Hine shifted uncomfortably in his chair but did not answer. "And why can't you go?" he repeated. "I can't tell you." "Oh, surely," said Mr. Jarvice, with a scarcely perceptible sneer. "Come now! Between gentlemen! Well?" Walter Hine yielded to Jarvice's insistence.
He would have been greatly surprised if he could have caught a glimpse at this moment of Mr. Jarvice's face. There was no anger, no contempt, expressed in it at all. On the contrary, a quiet smile of satisfaction gave to it almost a merry look. Mr.
In all the army of the men who live by their wits, there was not one to Jarvice's knowledge who was so alert as Garratt Skinner to lay hands upon the new victim or so successful in lulling his suspicions. He might have foreseen that Garratt Skinner would throw his net over Walter Hine. But he had not, and the harm was done. Mr.
He was in the mind hotly to defend Captain Barstow from Mr. Jarvice's insinuations, but he refrained. "Then Barstow will know that I draw my allowance from you, and not from my grandfather," he stammered. There was the trouble for Walter Hine. If Barstow knew, Garratt Skinner would come to know. There would be an end to the deference and the flatteries.
Just you and Garratt Skinner and the pretty daughter, with occasional visits from Barstow?" "Yes," answered Hine. "Garratt Skinner does not care to see much company." Once more the smile of amusement played upon Mr. Jarvice's face. "No, I suppose not," he said, quietly.
"Yes, but he had no hand in it," exclaimed Walter Hine. "He does not know how much I lost. He would be angry if he did." A faint smile flickered across Jarvice's face. "Quite so," he agreed, and under his deft cross-examination the whole story was unfolded.
Jarvice and Garratt Skinner in London the subsequent facts make plain. At Jarvice's instigation the plot to swindle Walter Hine becomes a cold-blooded plan to murder him. That plan has been twice frustrated, once by me in Dorsetshire, and a second time by Sylvia." So far the story worked out naturally, logically. But there remained two questions. For what reason did Mr.
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