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Cost what it might, he must be attached to the Mallalieu-Cotherstone interest. And what Cotherstone was concentrating on just then, as he ate and drank, was how to make that attachment in such a fashion that Kitely would have no option but to keep silence. If only he and Mallalieu could get a hold on Kitely, such as that which he had on them
Cotherstone, who had been lounging forward, warming his hands at the fire, suddenly sat straight up in his chair. His face, always sharp seemed to grow sharper as he turned to his visitor with a questioning look. "Since what?" he demanded. "Since I first saw you and Mr. Mallalieu," replied Kitely. "As I say, you've forgotten. But I haven't."
He had heard what the local medical men had to say one and all agreed that though the clerk had received injuries in his fall which would produce almost instantaneous death he had received a mortal blow before he fell. Who struck that blow? Everything seemed to point to the fact that the man who struck it was the man who strangled Kitely a man of great muscular power.
For some moments after Kitely had left him, Cotherstone stood vacantly staring at the chair in which the blackmailer had sat. As yet he could not realize things. He was only filled with a queer, vague amazement about Kitely himself. He began to look back on his relations with Kitely. They were recent very recent, only of yesterday, as you might say.
Brereton there is not a living soul in this world who knows the contents of that will but your humble and obedient!" "Do you propose to communicate the contents of the late Mr. Kitely's will to us?" asked Brereton, drily. "I do, sir," replied Mr. Pett. "And for this reason. My relative Miss Pett does not know what Mr. Kitely's profession had been, nor what Mr. Kitely died possessed of.
"Let your mind go back to it, and to what you've since heard of it," said Cotherstone. "You know that on that afternoon Kitely had threatened me and Mallalieu with exposure about the Wilchester affair. He wanted to blackmail us. I told Mallalieu, of course we were both to think about it till next day.
There's always plenty of bad characters in country places who'd knock the King himself on the head for the sake of as much as Mr. Kitely had on him, even if it was no more than the chain which every Tom and Dick could see! And it's turned out just as I prophesied. He's come to it!" "But you said just now that he must have been murdered for something else than his valuables," said Brereton.
Cotherstone that Kitely was lying dead on the Shawl. Of course we all went up." "Then you've seen him?" demanded Mallalieu. "There's no doubt about it?" "Doubt!" exclaimed Bent. "I should think there is no doubt! As determined a murder as ever I heard of. No there's no doubt." Mallalieu paused at the gate of his own house. "Come in, gentlemen," he said. "Come in just a minute, anyway.
"Find out about Kitely himself!" exclaimed Avice. "Who knows anything about him? He may have had enemies he may have been tracked here. Find out if there was any motive!" She paused and looked half appealingly, half-searchingly at Brereton. "I heard you're a barrister a clever one," she went on, hesitating a little. "Can't can't you suggest anything?"
Brereton it's a good bit off our usual line. What do you mean, then?" "Why," replied Brereton, laughing a little, "I mean this it looks as if the murderer had taken his time about his proceedings! after Kitely was killed. The pocket-book, as you know, was picked up close to the body. It was empty as we all saw.
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