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"You'd better give me a few minutes," he said, with a note of warning. "I'm here in your interests or in Ransford's. I may as well tell you, straight out, Ransford's in serious and imminent danger! That's a fact." "Danger of what?" she demanded. "Arrest instant arrest!" replied Bryce. "I'm telling you the truth. He'll probably be arrested tonight, on his return.
Ransford's garden as if he had been there. Dr. Bryce! a direct question should have been asked of Dr. Ransford had he ever seen that man before?" "Ah, but you see, Mrs. Folliot, the Coroner didn't know what Mrs. Deramore saw, so he couldn't ask such a question, nor could any one else," remarked Bryce, who was wondering how long Mrs.
She knew enough to know that Bryce was telling some sort of truth: it was plain that he had been mixed up in the recent mysteries, and there was a ring of conviction in his voice which impressed her. And suddenly she had visions of Ransford's arrest, of his being dragged off to prison to meet a cruel accusation, of the shame and disgrace, and she hesitated further.
She had no desire to discuss the Paradise mysteries with anybody, especially after Ransford's assurance of the previous evening. But in the middle of the afternoon in walked Mrs. Folliot, a rare caller, and before she had been closeted with Mary five minutes brought up the subject again. "I want to speak to you on a very serious matter, my dear Miss Bewery," she said.
Ever since he had set out on his campaign he had regularly taken stock of his position; he was for ever reckoning it up. And now, in his opinion, everything looked very promising. He had so far as he was aware created a definite atmosphere of suspicion around and against Ransford it needed only a little more suggestion, perhaps a little more evidence to bring about Ransford's arrest.
Bryce turned away from the group of talkers to think over Archdale's suggestion. If that suggestion had a basis of fact, it destroyed his own theory that Ransford was responsible for the stranger's death. In that case, what was the reason of Ransford's unmistakable agitation on leaving the west porch, and of his attack equally unmistakable of nerves in the surgery?
While Bryce had been speaking, in his usual slow, careful fashion, she had been reflecting and remembering Ransford's evident agitation at the time of the Paradise affair and his relief when the inquest was over and his sending her with flowers to the dead man's grave and she began to experience a sense of uneasiness and even of fear. "What grounds can there be?" she added. "Dr.
She felt almost overpowered with the bigness of what the man's words had shown her. It was wonderful to her the thought of this this "scallawag." The word flashed through her mind, and with it came an even fuller realization of Mrs. Ransford's stupidity. The man's thought was the poet's insight into Nature's wonderlands.
That amount will be paid for satisfactory information by Phipps & Maynard. And Phipps & Maynard are Ransford's solicitors! That bill, sir, comes from him! And now the other, the thousand pound one, that offers the reward to any one who can give definite information as to the circumstances attending the death of John Braden to be paid by Mr. Beachcroft. And he's Mr. Folliot's solicitor!
Folliot's large countenance. "You!" she exclaimed. "To establish Dr. Ransford's innocence? Why, Mrs. Folliot, what have you done?" Mrs. Folliot toyed a little with the jewelled head of her sunshade. Her expression became almost coy. "Oh, well!" she answered after a brief spell of indecision. "Perhaps it is as well that you should know, Miss Bewery.
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