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Hawthwaite, called first, gave evidence as to the arrest of the two prisoners. He arrested Krevin Crood in the passage leading from Bull's Snug about 6.30 the previous evening, and Simon at his own home, half an hour later.
The panelling is divided, on each wall of the chamber, into seven compartments; the fourth compartment on the outer wall slides back, and gives access to a passage cut through the arch across St. Lawrence Lane and so to the Moot Hall." "There's one man here who knows all this!" whispered Tansley in Brent's ear. "Look at Krevin Crood!" Krevin was smiling.
But as he ran along that lane, and as his mental faculties regained their normality Brent himself did some piecing together. Every word of Krevin Crood's statement had bitten itself into his intelligence. Now he could reconstruct. It seemed to him that he visualized the Mayor's Parlour on that fateful evening.
And at that I pushed back the panel and looked into the Mayor's Parlour." It seemed to Brent that every soul in that place, from the grey-haired chairman on the bench to the stolid-faced official by the witness-box was holding his breath, and that every eye was fastened on Krevin Crood with an irresistible fascination.
The Coroner was showing unmistakable symptoms of his satiety for the time being. He thanked Krevin Crood punctiliously for his assistance, and once again toying restlessly with his spectacles, turned to the jury, who, on their part, looked blank and doubtful. "Well, gentlemen," he said, "it seems to me that the entire complexion of this matter is changed by the evidence we have heard since Mrs.
Peppermore nudged his companion's arm. Brent leaned nearer to him. "Not get any change out of him!" whispered Peppermore. "Cool old customer, isn't he? Sub judice, eh? Good! And yet if there's a man in all Hathelsborough that's likely to know what straws are sailing on the undercurrent, Mr. Brent, Krevin Crood's the man!
Wallingford ascertained this beyond all doubt, and that it had gone on ever since Krevin Crood's retirement from his official position. There are other men in the borough, hangers-on and supporters of the Town Trustees, who benefit by public money in the shape of pensions, grants, doles in every case the actual amount paid is much more than the amount set down in such accounts as are shown.
They became silent as Queenie and Brent passed in, and Brent, ushering Queenie into the inner hall, turned back to them. "Something going?" he asked laconically. The men looked at each other; the landlord, with a glance in Queenie's direction, replied, lowering his voice: "Then you haven't heard, Mr. Brent?" he said. "I thought you'd have known. Hawthwaite's arrested Krevin Crood for the murder."
Bunning go away from her rooms and round the corner to the Chancellor Vaults as we've just heard she did could slip in unseen?" "Oh, to be sure!" affirmed Krevin. "The easiest thing in the world! If I may suggest something ?" "Go on, go on!" said the Coroner, waving his spectacles. "Anything that helps suggest whatever you like."
"Then you went home, I suppose?" "I did, sir, and very thankful to!" "Was your husband at home?" "He were not, sir. Which Spizey had gone out to have his glass, sir as is his custom." "Did Mr. Krevin Crood come to you with the keys of the church?" "He did, sir. Which the clock had just struck eight. And remarked, sir, that the light was failing, and that his eyes wasn't as strong as they had been.
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