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Was that pure guesswork on your part? You hadn't been in the room, you say." "I had to tell them something, hadn't I?" retorted the other sullenly. "If I hadn't told them that, it would a' all come out about me going out with Miss Sisily, and not into the coal cellar, as I said." "It is astonishing that your story should have been so near the truth when you knew nothing of what had taken place."
What did you find when you returned? You know these things, Thalassa." "Happen I did, what good'd come of telling them?" "To save Sisily." "They'd not help to save her." "Do you think she shot her father?" Thalassa gave him another dark look, but remained silent. "You know she didn't, you hound!" cried Charles, anger flaring up in him again. "It was you it must have been you. Listen to me!
You did not learn anything from him, but I can tell you my cousin Sisily is innocent." He brought out these words with a breathlessness which may have been the result of his haste. The calmness of the lawyer's reply was in marked contrast. "Is this merely an assertion, Mr. Turold?" "It is more than an assertion. I can prove it to you." Mr. Brimsdown was startled.
He told himself that a dying woman's idea was not likely to be wrong, and that he would find Sisily at Charleswood. She was sure to be there, because she had nowhere else to go. So he reasoned, or sought to reason, until the train slowed down at the station which held the solution of his hopes and fears.
I was standing there, thinking ... waiting, when the front door opened, and you and Thalassa came out. I was surprised to see you, but it seemed to me an opportunity a final chance to speak to you again. I started after you, Sisily, once more to ask you to consider my love for you, but you and Thalassa were swallowed up in the darkness of the moors before I could reach you.
"All I said was that I was afeered something had happened to him. There was reason for thinking that. I had to make up my story quick that part about just going for Dr. Ravenshaw. That was because I'd still got my hat and topcoat on, just as I'd come in from the moors, and I wasn't going to break my promise to Miss Sisily."
In his intense preoccupation with Thalassa's story he had forgotten that his own impulsive actions on that night must be construed as proof of his own guilt or bear too literal interpretation of having been done to shield Sisily. He saw that he was in a position of extraordinary difficulty. "I was hardly conscious of what I was doing, at the time," he said. "You took the key away with you?"
The assertion of her illegitimacy rested upon her father's bare statement, but his lawyer was convinced he would not have made the statement without having the proofs in his possession. These proofs had not been found. Very well. What inference was to be drawn from that? Sisily knew that they were kept in the clock-case, and pointed out the hiding place to her lover.
Have you no idea where your niece is likely to have sought refuge?" Mrs. Pendleton shook her head. "Robert had no friends," she said, "and Sisily led a very lonely life. Robert told me that yesterday. That was the reason he wanted me to take charge of her so as to give her the opportunity of making some girl friends of her own age."
"Listen to me, Joseph," she said, "I want to talk to you." Lacking the newspaper screen, Mr. Pendleton's rebellious tendencies instantly evaporated beneath his wife's searching eye. "Yes, my dear," he replied meekly. "What about?" "About Sisily. Did you notice that she did not speak a word during dinner?" "Perhaps she was overcome with grief, my dear." "Nonsense!
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