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Myler quickly became busy and got his man under, the bout ending with the bulkier man on the ropes, Myler punishing him. The Englishman, whose right eye was nearly closed, took his corner where he was liberally drenched with water and when the bell went came on gamey and brimful of pluck, confident of knocking out the fistic Eblanite in jigtime. It was a fight to a finish and the best man for it.
Its accommodation, indeed, was severely taxed just then, for Myler's father and mother-in-law had come to visit him and their daughter, and when Stoner walked in on the scene and added a fifth the tiny parlour was filled to its full extent. "Who'd ha' thought of seeing you, Stoner!" exclaimed Myler joyously, when he had welcomed his old chum, and had introduced him to the family circle.
He curbed his impatience while the formal evidence of arrest was given, but his ears pricked a little when he heard one of the police witnesses speak of the warrant having been issued on information received. "What information? Received from whom? He half-turned as a sharp official voice called the name of the first important witness. "David Myler!"
Mallalieu stared at David Myler as if he would tear whatever secret he had out of him with a searching glance. Who was David Myler? No Highmarket man that was certain. Who was he, then? what did he know? was he some detective who had been privately working up this case? A cool, quiet, determined-looking young fellow, anyway. Confound him! But what had he to do with this?
Or you can try the bath, if you like." Amidst the laughter which succeeded this pleasantry, Stoner said that he wouldn't trouble the domestic peace so far he'd already booked his room. And while Myler who, commercial-traveller like, cultivated a reputation for wit indulged in further jokes, Stoner stealthily inspected the father-in-law.
No doubt, said Myler, he could get Mallalieu and Cotherstone to square him; no doubt they would cheerfully pay thousands where the reward only came to hundreds but, when everything was considered, was it worth while? No! a thousand times, no, said Myler. The mere fact that Stoner had found out all this was a dead sure proof that somebody else might find it out.
And nothing proved his extraordinary command over his temper and his feelings better than the fact that as Myler narrated one damning thing after another, he never showed the least concern or uneasiness. But deep within himself Mallalieu was feeling a lot. He knew now that he had been mistaken in thinking that Stoner had kept his knowledge to himself.
The welterweight sergeantmajor had tapped some lively claret in the previous mixup during which Keogh had been receivergeneral of rights and lefts, the artilleryman putting in some neat work on the pet's nose, and Myler came on looking groggy.
Had Mallalieu chanced to look back at the door of the police-station as he entered the ancient door of the Town Hall he would have seen three men drive up there in a motor-car which had come from Norcaster one of the men being Myler, and the other two Norcaster detectives. But Mallalieu did not look back. He went up to the committee-room and became absorbed in the business of the meeting.
"Then if it was me," said Myler, "I should make a summary of what I knew, on paper carefully and I should get a private interview with this Tallington and tell him all. Man! you're safe of that five hundred! For there's no doubt, Stoner, on the evidence, no doubt whatever!" Stoner sat silently reflecting things for a while. Then he gave his friend a sly, somewhat nervous look.
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