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He was by Ransford's desk ere Ransford knew he was in the surgery and Ransford's sudden realization of his presence roused a certain feeling of irritation in his mind, which he instantly endeavoured to suppress it was no use getting cross with a man of whom you were about to rid yourself, he said to himself.
He had studied Ransford a good deal during their two years' acquaintanceship, and he knew Ransford's power of repressing and commanding his feelings and concealing his thoughts.
Mitchington and the man from New Scotland Yard walked away in silence from Ransford's house and kept the silence up until they were in the middle of the Close and accordingly in solitude. Then Mitchington turned to his companion. "What d'ye think of that?" he asked, with a half laugh. "Different complexion it puts on things, eh?" "I think just what I said before in there," replied the detective.
They were at Ransford's garden gate by that time, and Ransford flung it open and motioned Bryce to follow. He led the way into the dining-room, closed the door on the three, and looked at Bryce. Bryce took the glance as a question, and put another, in words. "You've heard of what's happened during the day?" he said. "About Collishaw yes," answered Ransford.
In society such as well, such as you get in a cathedral town, you know, no man of reputation can afford to keep silence when his his character is affected." Mary picked up some needlework and began to be much occupied with it. "Is Dr. Ransford's character affected?" she asked. "I wasn't aware of it, Mrs. Folliot."
And though they were twenty yards apart, Bryce saw that Ransford's face was very pale, almost to whiteness, and that he was unmistakably agitated. Instantly he connected that agitation with the man who had come to the surgery door. "They've met!" mused Bryce, and stopped, staring after Ransford's retreating figure. "Now what is it in that man's mere presence that's upset Ransford?
Folliot, it's pretty well known, wants her son to marry Miss Bewery Dr. Ransford's ward. Probably she doesn't wish any suspicion to hang over the family. That's all I can suggest. In the other case, Ransford wants to clear himself. For don't forget this, Mitchington! somewhere, somebody may know something! Only something.
It was very evident that the suddenness of the descent had completely unnerved him. Ransford's practised eyes saw that he was on the verge of a collapse. "Give him time, Mitchington," he said. "Pull yourself together," he added, turning to the man. "Don't be frightened; answer these questions!" "For God's sake, gentlemen!" grasped the verger. "What what is it? What am I to answer?
There were passages, I say, and they were of a nature which suggests that the re-appearance of Braden on Ransford's present stage of life would be, extremely unpleasant and unwelcome to Ransford." "Vague!" murmured Mary. "Extremely vague!" "But quite enough," retorted Bryce, "to give the police the suggestion of motive.
"I will give it, and it will perhaps put an end to this," answered Mary. "If you are in possession of anything in the way of evidence which would prove Dr. Ransford's innocence and you are wilfully suppressing it, you are bad, wicked, base, cruel, unfit for any decent being's society! And," she added, as she picked up her work and rose, "you're not going to have any more of mine!"
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