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He had gauged the character of his most uncompromising and powerful enemy to a nicety. He knew that Kilshaw would be loth to make use of Benham, and yet that he would make use of him. He saw that the danger which threatened him had become great and immediate. A stronger hand and a longer purse than Benham's were now against him. The chase had begun.
They hooted Kilshaw and cheered Medland, and yelled like mad when a dashed pretty girl drove up in a pony-cart and carried him off. Altogether it wasn't half bad." "Glad you enjoyed yourself," observed Captain Heseltine. "If it amuses strangers to see our leading celebrities mixed up in a murder and other distressing affairs, it's the least we can do to see that they get it."
Benham took his money and went his way, with one of those familiar, confidential looks and jocular speeches which filled Kilshaw's cup of disgust to the brim. Whenever the man did that sort of thing, Kilshaw was within an ace of kicking him down-stairs and throwing away the poisoned weapon; but he never did.
"Thank God, there's the Legislative Council, anyhow!" exclaimed Mr. Kilshaw. Sir Robert Perry pursed up his lips. He had fought with that safeguard of stability behind him once or twice before, and the end had been defeat. There were better things than the support of the Legislative Council. "I'd rather," he remarked, "have a dissolution and a thumping campaign fund.
"I must do what I think right." "My dear Coxon! Of course!" Mr. Kilshaw returned to his office well pleased.
"In a month or two," continued Kilshaw, laying his hand on his neighbour's arm and speaking impressively, "Medland will be not only out of office, but a discredited man." "Why?" asked the other uneasily, for Kilshaw's words implied some hidden knowledge: without that he could not have ventured on such a prophecy to a colleague of the Premier's. "Never mind why.
Kilshaw declared, reduce every manufacturer to the position of a slave of Government and a pauper to boot, would drive capital from the colony, and shut up every mill in New Lindsey? Now Mr. Kilshaw would, if he were reduced to choose, rather close the public-houses than the mills.
"Yes, between ourselves, he did. He wouldn't tell me what, but said he knew what he was talking about, and that I'd better tell you that you and all of us would be very sorry before long if we had anything to do with the Medlands." "What the deuce does he mean?" asked Dick fretfully. "Well, you know the sort of gossip that's about. Compare that with what Kilshaw said." "What gossip?" "Nonsense!
Coxon told me himself: he came into my room when I rose to-day. He's asked Medland to accept his resignation." Kilshaw sprang to his feet. "What on?" asked Sir Robert. "The Accident-Liability Clause in the Factory Act." "A very good ground," commented the ex-Premier. "Very cleverly chosen." "What does Medland say?" asked Kilshaw eagerly. "Will he give way, or will he let him go?"
Medland had gone to it, almost direct from his final interview with the Governor, and Kilshaw had been there, fresh from a conference with Perry. The inquiry had ended, as was foreseen directly Ned Evans' evidence was forthcoming, in a verdict of murder against Gaspard; but the interest lay in the course of the investigation, not in its issue. Mr.
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