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His voice had tried to escape and was returning to him because it could find no way out. Crazily turning his face down-river, he shouted, "Hey, Strangeways, may God damn Spurling." Muffled, as if the dead man were answering him from underground, the cry came back, "Hey, Strangeways, may God damn Spurling." He covered his face with his hands and sat down in the snow laughing.
Lady Susan Strangeways was a high-bred woman, but even high breeding could not prevent her from being overwhelming, especially as there was a great deal more of her than there had been at the last meeting of the friends, so that she was suggestive of Hawthorne's inquiry, whether a man is bound to so many more pounds of flesh than he originally wedded.
Strangeways halted, and regarded him with a look half-stern, half-compassionate. "As for Spurling, you hated him, did you not?" he inquired. Granger clenched his hands and his voice trembled. "I hated him so much," he said, "that there were times when I would gladly have struck him dead." "Then, why didn't you?"
It was one of those which Spurling had left behind over two months ago at Murder Point, when he had exchanged teams with Granger in his endeavour to escape Strangeways. Spurling, when he saw it, recognised the meaning which Granger's action implied. It was as if he had said, "So the old things are possible, are they, you villain?
"Do you mean to say that he has not even hinted that ever since he arrived at Temple Barholm he has strongly suspected Strangeways' identity that he has even known who he is?" he exclaimed. Miss Alicia's small hands clung to the table-cloth. "He has not known at all. He has been most anxious to discover. He has used every endeavor," she brought out with some difficulty.
"I am not sure," he remarked as he took the light Burrill held for him and touched the end of his cigar "I am not quite sure that I know exactly who Mr. Strangeways is." "He's the gentleman, sir, that Mr. Temple Barholm brought over from New York," replied Burrill with a stolidity clearly expressive of distaste. "Indeed, from New York! Why doesn't one see him?"
As he himself had confessed to Strangeways, he had been tempted at first to let him go on his way unwarned, and take his chances of falling through the ice. Eventually he had cautioned him, but so late and in such a manner that his words had only had the effect of skilfully forwarding his earlier base intention. If he had not actually killed him, it was not for lack of the desire.
Even though he kept silence, any hour Spurling himself might reopen the subject by inquiring after Strangeways, as to whether he had pursued farther, as to how he had fared, as to where he was at present. Granger was by no means certain that he did not already know that the corporal was dead.
Henry Strangeways we beg to inform you that the allowance paid to you for the maintenance of Miss Desire Farr is hereby discontinued. This action is taken under the terms of our late clients will, whereby such allowance ceases upon the marriage of the said Desire Farr or her voluntary removal from your roof and care. Obediently yours, Hervey & Ellis." The professor whistled.
So absorbed had Granger been by thoughts of the comrade whom he had treated harshly, and by the mysterious meaning of the writing which he had seen upon the ice, that the likelier solution of the problem of this man's identity had not entered into his head, that the body might be that of Strangeways, thrown up by the back-rush of the current around the bend.
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