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"We undertake to find people, to watch people, to recover lost property, and so on. In this case we're acting for Messrs. Vickers, Marshall & Hebbleton, Solicitors, of Cannon Street. They want James Parrawhite badly." "Why?" asked Eldrick. "Because," replied Byner with a dry laugh, "there's about twenty thousand pounds waiting for him, in their hands." Eldrick whistled with astonishment.
Accordingly, in Byner's opinion, Parrawhite had every honest intention of returning to the Green Man on the evening of the twenty-third of November after having seen Pratt.
He turned away at that and as he turned, Parrawhite, with a queer cry of rage that might have come from some animal which saw its prey escaping, struck out at him with the heavy stick. The blow missed Pratt's head, but it grazed the tip of his ear, and fell slantingly on his left shoulder.
"When I saw that there advertisement in the paper this mornin', says I to my missus, 'I'll away, I says, 'an' see Lawyer Eldrick about that there, this very day! 'Cause you see, Mr. Eldrick, there is summat as I can tell about yon man 'at you mention James Parrawhite.
Parrawhite listened in silence, taking in every point. Pratt, knowing that concealment was useless, told the truth about everything, concisely, but omitting nothing. "All right!" remarked Parrawhite at the end, "Now, then, what terms do you mean to insist on?" "What's the good of going into that?" growled Pratt. "Now that you've stuck your foot in it, what do my terms matter?"
"What are you after coming on a man like that!" growled Pratt. "You," replied Parrawhite. "I knew you'd got to come up this lane, so I waited for you. I've something to say." "Get it said, then!" retorted Pratt. "Not here," answered Parrawhite. "Come down by the quarry nobody about there." "And suppose I don't?" asked Pratt. "Then you'll be very sorry for yourself tomorrow," replied Parrawhite.
He knew well enough to whom they belonged they were those of one James Parrawhite, a little, weedy, dissolute chap who had been in Eldrick & Pascoe's employ for about a year. It had always been a mystery to him and the other clerks that Parrawhite had been there at all, and that being there he was allowed to stop. He was not a Barford man.
If Parrawhite was alive, man, or at liberty, he wouldn't let twenty thousand pence wait five minutes! I know him!" "What can you tell me, Mr. Eldrick?" asked the inquiry agent. Eldrick told all he knew concealing nothing. And Byner listened silently and eagerly. "There's something strikes me at once," he said. "You say that with him disappeared three or four ten-pound notes of yours.
He suddenly noticed the curiously still fashion in which Parrawhite was lying where he had flung him noticed, too, as a cloud passed the moon and left it unveiled, how strangely white the man's face was. And just as suddenly Pratt forgot his own injury, and dropped on his knees beside his assailant. An instant later, and he knew that he was once more confronting death.
He began coming to my place of a Sunday evenin', d'ye see, gentlemen? he'd walk across t' valley up there to Whitcliffe and stop an hour or two, enjoyin' hisself. Well, now, as you're no doubt well aweer, Mr. Eldrick, he were a reight hand at talkin', were yon Parrawhite he'd t' gift o' t' gab reight enough, and talked well an' all.
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