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"Since I thought you in Africa, I don't understand how you arrived," she began. "The thing's not very strange," said Lister. "I saw your name in a visitors' list and meant to ask for you in the morning. Then I ran up against Shillito, who didn't know me, and when he got on board the steam tram, I hired a tartana. Thought he might mean trouble and I'd better come along "
Counsel: "I put it to you that you are David Williams, or at any rate that you have posed as being that person." Judge, interposing with a weary air: "Who is David Williams?" Counsel: "Well er a member of the Bar well known in the criminal courts Shillito case " Judge: "Really? I had not heard of him. Proceed."
Now he had removed Shillito, and she was satisfied but imagined he was not. Cartwright knitted his white brows and drew hard at his cigar. "You had better watch Barbara until the fellow starts," he resumed. "Then I think you and the girls might join the Vernons at their fishing camp. Vernon would like it, and he's a useful friend; besides, it's possible Shillito's obstinate.
His face got strangely white, but Lister thought it was rather with rage than fear. His lips drew back in a snarl, and the veins swelled on his forehead. He occupied the center of the illuminated circle thrown by the conductor's lamp, and his savage gaze was fixed. Lister saw he was not looking at the policeman but at him. "Blast you!" Shillito shouted. "If you hadn't butted in "
I have met and beaten fellows like you before. My offer's a second-class berth. You had better take it!" "Not at all," said Shillito. "Before long you'll want to raise your bid." Cartwright got up and crossed the flags; the other frowned and hesitated, but let him go. When he reached the street Cartwright called his tartana and told the driver to take him to the British Vice-Consul's.
I'll see about it when I'm in the town." He started for Las Palmas presently, and after some inquiries stopped at a Spanish hotel, where he found Shillito. The latter frowned when he saw Cartwright, but went with him to the courtyard and they sat down in the shade. "Have you bought your ticket for Havana?" Cartwright asked. "I have not," said Shillito.
Lister imagined it cost them something to use control. "Go on," said Cartwright, rather sharply. Lister resumed, but presently Cartwright stopped him. "You imagined the girl was afraid of Shillito! What were your grounds?" "She was disturbed and declared she must get off the train. I think she meant to jump off, although we were going fast.
Your letters needn't follow you; have them sent to me at Montreal, which will cover your tracks. I must go back in a few days." Mrs. Cartwright weighed the suggestion. Vernon was a Winnipeg merchant, and his wife had urged her to join the party at the fishing camp in the woods. The journey was long, but Mrs. Cartwright rather liked the plan. Shillito would not find them, and Mrs.
The face got distinct, and when the liner's lofty side towered above the boat, Shillito, looking down, lifted his cap and bowed with ironical politeness. Barbara turned her head and tried for calm while she watched the tug. Lister had not gone. Barbara knew he would not go so long as he could see the boat, and standing up, with her hand on Cartwright's shoulder, she waved her handkerchief.
It was plain he could not keep it up for long. Moreover, unless the fight soon ended, people would come to see what the disturbance was about. This would be awkward for Barbara; he wanted to tell her to go away, but could not. He was breathless and Shillito was trying to choke him. Afterwards he knew he was lucky. They had got near the steps and he threw Shillito against the post at the top.
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