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Apart from the fact that she saved a cab fare, she wished to obtain some idea of her surroundings, and therefore did not hurry herself. It was a bright June day with a warm green earth basking under a blue and cloudless sky. But even the sunshine could not render Rexton beautiful. It stretched out on all sides from the station new and raw.
The Rexton gossip soon ceased with the cessation of the young minister's visits to Four Winds. A month later it suffered a brief revival when a tall grim-faced old woman, whom a few recognized as Captain Anthony's housekeeper, was seen to walk down the Rexton road and enter the manse.
I called to see her this morning, and found the house in the possession of the police. All day I have been down there with Mallow." "With Cuthbert," said Juliet, starting and growing red. "What was he doing there?" "He came down to Rexton to see about the unfinished house. Lord Caranby has returned to England, and he has thoughts of pulling it down. Mallow came to have a look at the place."
"Go on with the story and save your strength," said Yeo softly. "Yes." Caranby heaved a sigh. "I haven't much left. Well, Cuthbert, you told me about the ghosts supposed to be haunting the house. I asked you to go down and see. You came here one night and left at eight o'clock to go down to Rexton." "I never expected you to follow. Why did you not come with me?"
"You've no idea who he is, I suppose?" asked the doctor. "No." Emily was quite sincere. Lynde had not told her, and Emily did not recognize him. "Well, Mr. Douglas did a brave thing in rescuing him," said Dr. Ames. "I'll be back tomorrow." Harmon remained delirious for a week. Alan went every day to Four Winds, his interest in a man he had rescued explaining his visits to the Rexton people.
Basil seized him by the arm. "Mallow, I swear by all that I hold most sacred that I did not kill Aunt Selina. I own I took the knife. I wished to frighten her into giving me money. I left the theatre in order to go to Rexton. I thought I might be spotted if I came by the lane. I climbed the wall of the park on the other side after nine, some time after nine. I was crossing when a man chased me.
"I shall see that she gets her deserts." "What do you suspect her of?" asked Caranby hastily. "I can't tell you yet. I have no proofs. But I am suspicious." "She is a bad woman," said the old man. "I am certain of that. And she will stop at nothing to marry Cuthbert. But this is not what I came to see you about, Mr. Jennings. You asked my permission to go over my house at Rexton?" "I did.
"Quite so," said the detective. "Certainly, nothing new has come out." "Well, then leave the case alone." "I fear I shall have to, now that the Rexton house has been burnt down," and Jennings related in his turn what had taken place. Cuthbert listened moodily. "You see," he said, "everything is against us.
"Oh, how I suffered on that day," she said. "I was watching for you all the afternoon. When you came I thought you might voluntarily explain why you were at Rexton on the previous night. But you did not, and I believed your silence to be a guilty one. Then, when the letter arrived " "When did it arrive?" "A week after the crime was committed."
Alan from his study looked down on all the length of the Rexton valley, at the head of which the manse was situated, and thought that Eden might have looked so in its innocence, for all the orchards were abloom and the distant hills were tremulous and aerial in springtime gauzes of pale purple and pearl.
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