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He let him say his say until he'd got across the threshold, and then he just shut the door on him. But I know how angry Mr. Mallalieu was." Brereton stood silently considering matters for a moment. Then he pointed to the light in the window beneath them, and moved towards it. "I'm glad you told me that," he said. "It may account for something that's puzzled me a great deal I must think it out.
He looked longer at that ... and suddenly he turned back into his parlour-bedchamber, and carefully avoiding the dead woman put on his boots and began to dress with feverish haste. And while he hurried on his clothes Mallalieu thought. He was not sure that he had meant to kill these two.
Put safely away, of course, while you were doing your time. Let's see it was a Building Society that you defrauded, wasn't it? Mallalieu was treasurer, and you were secretary. Yes I remember now. The amount was two thous " Cotherstone made a sudden exclamation and a sharp movement both checked by an equally sudden change of attitude and expression on the part of the ex-detective.
If you were in any other hands than ours, Mr. Mallalieu, I don't know what you'd do. We're running the most fearful risks on your behalf, we are indeed. Things is dismal!" Mallalieu's temper, never too good, and all the worse for his enforced confinement, blazed up. "Hang it! why don't you speak out plain?" he snarled. "Say what you mean, and be done with it! What's up now, like?
Her father, in Lettie's opinion, had always been a deeply-wronged and much injured man, and it was his fate to have suffered by his life-long connexion with that very wicked person, Mallalieu: he had unfortunately paid the penalty at last and there was no more to be said about it.
For the strong flavour of the lemon and the sweetness of the sugar which Miss Pett had put into the hot toddy had utterly obscured the very slight taste of something else which she had put in something which was much stronger than the generous dose of whisky, and was calculated to plunge Mallalieu into a stupor from which not even an earthquake could have roused him.
That there had been a secret, that Stoner had come into possession of it, that Stoner was about to make profit of it, was no proof that he and Cotherstone, or either of them, had murdered Stoner. No if that was all.... But in another moment Mallalieu knew that it was not all. Up to that moment he had firmly believed that he had got away from Hobwick Quarry unobserved. Here he was wrong.
From that time they were Anthony Mallalieu and Milford Cotherstone, and the past was dead. During the thirty years in which that past had been dead, Cotherstone had often heard men remark that this world of ours is a very small one, and he had secretly laughed at them. To him and to his partner the world had been wide and big enough.
If you took it in your head to settle matters as they were settled well, I shan't say a word. That is unless you understand?" "Understand what?" screamed Cotherstone. "Unless I'm obliged to," answered Mallalieu. "I should have to make it clear that I'd naught to do with that particular matter, d'ye see? Every man for himself's a sound principle. But I see no need.
A sleek, sly, observant, watchful man, this, said Brereton to himself the sort that would take all in and give little out. And he waited expectantly to hear what Mallalieu would say when he had heard everything. Mallalieu turned to him when Bent had finished. "I agree with you, sir," he said.
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