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When Mallalieu heard all this and saw his stick produced and identified, he ceased to take any further interest in that stage of the proceedings. He knew the worst now, and he began to think of his plans and schemes.
"And the chances are in my favour. No, sir! whoever did this job, cut that length of cord off my coil, which anybody could get at, and used it to throw suspicion on me! That's the truth and you'll find it out some day, whatever happens now." Mallalieu exchanged glances with the superintendent and then faced Harborough squarely, with an air of inviting confidence.
And when he returned to the cottage after the inquest on Stoner, his face was unusually long and grave as he prepared to tell Mallalieu the news. "Things are looking in a very bad way for you, Mr. Mallalieu," he whispered, when he was closeted with Mallalieu in the little room which the captive now hated fiercely and loathingly. "They look in a very bad way indeed, sir!
And when we get to the shed at Norcaster where the vans are to be left, the two men will go away with their horses and I shall let you out. It's a good plan, Mr. Mallalieu." "It'll do, anyhow," agreed Mallalieu, who felt heartily relieved. "We'll try it. But you must take all possible care until I'm in, and we're off. The least bit of a slip " Mr.
They had married young women of good standing in the neighbourhood; it was perhaps well, reflected Cotherstone, that their wives were dead, and that Mallalieu had never been blessed with children. But Cotherstone had a daughter, of whom he was as fond as he was proud; for her he had toiled and contrived, always intending her to be a rich woman.
Yet Stoner had written down in his pocket-book an entry which was no more and no less than a précis of the absolute facts. Somehow, somewhere, Stoner had made himself fully acquainted with Mallalieu and Cotherstone's secret. Did Stoner's death arise out of a knowledge of that secret? On the face of things there could be little doubt that it did.
"You mentioned Harborough," said the bank-manager, shaking his head. "Well?" said Mallalieu. "What then?" "Harborough was at the counter when Kitely took his money," answered the bank-manager. "He had called in to change a five-pound note." The two men looked at each other in silence for a time. Then the bank-manager shook his head again.
Cotherstone made no reply, and Mallalieu presently left him and went home to get his breakfast. And as he walked up the road to his house he wondered why Stoner had gone to Darlington. Was it possible that he had communicated what he knew to any of his friends? If so "Confound the suspense and the uncertainty!" growled Mallalieu. "It 'ud wear the life out of a man.
It was uppermost in his thoughts at the time and as he sat there, pen in hand, he had written it down, half-unconsciously, over and over again.... There it was Wilchester Wilchester Wilchester. The reiteration had a peculiar interest for Stoner. He had never heard Cotherstone nor Mallalieu mention Wilchester at any time since his first coming into their office.
"Then, sir," replied Christopher, "the thing is to devise a plan by which you can be conveyed to Norcaster without suspicion. That'll have to be arranged between me and my aunt hence our risks on your behalf." "Your aunt said she'd a plan," remarked Mallalieu. "Not quite matured, sir," said Christopher. "It needs a little reflection and trimming, as it were. Now what I advise, Mr.
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