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"Mallalieu!" he exclaimed. "Mallalieu! I believe he killed Kitely. I suspicioned it from the first, and I came certain of it on Sunday night. Why? Because I saw Mallalieu fell Stoner!" There was a dead silence in the room for a long, painful minute. Tallington broke it at last by repeating Cotherstone's last words. "You saw Mallalieu fell Stoner? Yourself?" "With these eyes!
"But he'll shoot his sen oop in yon hut, squire, and fire at us and bring us down." "There will only be time for one shot, Mr Tallington," said Marston quietly, "and we can fetch him out before he has a chance to reload. Mr Winthorpe is right."
Ah, here is Tom Tallington! Come, Tom, my lad, you can help me here with your old companion." "No," cried Dick angrily, "don't ask him." "I shall ask him," said Mr Marston firmly. "Look here, Tom; our friend Dick here either knows or suspects who it was that fired that shot; and if he knows that, he can tell who fired the other shots, and perhaps did all the other mischief."
"I begin to foresee," whispered Tallington. "Clever! devilish clever!" "Just so," agreed Brereton, with a sidelong nod at the crowded seats close by. "And there's somebody who's interested because it's going to be devilish clever that fellow Pett!" Christopher Pett was there, silk hat, black kid gloves and all, not afraid of being professionally curious.
For it must have been he with a light. Then a terrible suspicion flashed across him, and the vague ideas began to shape themselves and grow solid. Suppose it was Farmer Tallington who had been guilty of
"So that's the line you're taking?" said Tallington quietly. "A good one for him." "Every man for himself," remarked the Norcaster practitioner. "We're not concerned with Mallalieu we're concerned about ourselves. See you when Cotherstone's brought before your worthies next Tuesday. And a word in your ear! it won't be a long job, then."
Then at last he went away on the opposite side. And I went down when he'd got clear away and I went straight to where the stick was. And as I say, I've got it." Tallington looked at Brereton, and Brereton spoke for the first time. "Mr. Cotherstone must see that all this should be told to the police," he said. "Wait a bit," replied Cotherstone. "I've not done telling my tales here yet.
One thing, however, was noticeable, and that was the action of the squire, the engineer, and Farmer Tallington the engineer, after hanging away for a time, becoming again more friendly, though Dick never seemed at ease in his presence now.
"Well," remarked Brereton presently, "we're very much obliged to you, ma'am, and I'm sure you won't have any objection to telling all this again at the proper time and place, eh?" "Eh, bless you, no!" answered Mrs. Hamthwaite. "I'll tell it wherever you like, master before Lawyer Tallington, or the magistrates, or the crowner, or anybody!
I wanted to be done with it I didn't want to have it brought up against me that anybody lost aught through my fault. And so I paid." "But I'm only suggesting you could have paid a long time before that, couldn't you?" said Tallington. "The longer you waited, the more you had to pay.
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