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By the time Queensmead returned with the ropes there was no lack of willing helpers, and the party immediately set forth. When they arrived at the pit Colwyn said that it would be best for two men to descend by separate ropes, so as to be able to carry Charles to the surface in a blanket if he were injured, and not killed. Colwyn had brought a blanket from the inn for the purpose.
Duney turned resolutely away from the pit, and called to his dog, who was sitting near the edge, regarding his master with blinking eyes and lolling tongue. "I'll be goin', in case that Queensmead sees me from th' village. I cot this coney fair and square in th' open, but it be hard to make Queensmead believe it. Well, I'll be goin'. Good mornin', ma'aster."
"And was that bedroom window open when you found the room empty?" asked Superintendent Galloway, pointing to it through the open doorway. "Yes, sir just as you see it now. I gave orders that nothing was to be touched." "Ronald slept in this room," said Queensmead, indicating the door of the adjoining bedroom. "We will look at that later," said Galloway.
Yow see, last night we were out arter conies, and thow I can swar we were out in th' open and not lookin' for conies on annybody's land, cos Dick an' I have already bin fined ten bob for snarin' conies on Farmer Cranley's land, an' if we went to Queensmead he moight think we'd been a snarin' there again. So Dick says to me, says he, 'Why not see the chap wot came into th' Anchor bar last night?
"That's the pit where the body was thrown," said Queensmead, walking to the brink. The pit descended straight as a mining shaft until the sides disappeared in the interior gloom. It was impossible to guess at its depth because of the tangled creepers which lined its sides and obscured the view, but Mr.
When the chairs had been placed to his liking he ordered the innkeeper to bring him a glass of ale. While he was drinking it Constable Queensmead entered the front door with a file of shambling, rough-looking villagers trailing behind him, and announced to his superior officer that the men were intended to form a jury.
"Come out, or I'll fire!" he cried. His sharp command shattered the heavy silence like the crack of a firearm. The next moment the figure of a man broke from the twisted branches and walked down the slope towards them. It was Ronald. "Put up your hands, Ronald," commanded Queensmead sternly, poising the revolver at the advancing man. "Put them up, or I'll fire." "Fire if you like."
Glenthorpe, thissun 'ud tell us how to get it without sharin' wi' Queensmead, who does narthin' but take th' bread owt o' ower mouths, he bein' so sharp about th' conies. For if this chap in th' woods is the one wot killed owd Mr. Glenthorpe, we have a right to th' money for cotchin' un. Didn't I say that, Billy?" "Yow did, bor, yow did; them wor yower vaery words," acquiesced Mr. Backlos.
It has to be taken in conjunction with other fresh facts which have come to light facts which put an entirely fresh complexion on the case, and tend to exculpate Penreath." "I would rather not know what they are, then," replied Queensmead quietly. "It is better I should not know too much. You see, it might be awkward, in more ways than one, if things are turning out as you say.
"I could have got away from you if I had wanted," said the young man wearily. "But what was the use? I'm glad it is over." "I warn you, Ronald, that any statement you now make may be used against you on your trial," broke in Queensmead harshly. "My good fellow, I know all about that."
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