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"And a Reform man?" "He's Councillor for the Riverside Ward," answered Tansley, "and a regular Radical. In fact he, Wallingford, and that chap Epplewhite, were the three recognized leaders of the Reform party. Yes, Wellesley stuck to Wallingford as leader even when it became pretty evident that Wallingford had ousted him in Mrs. Saumarez's affections fact!" "Affections, eh?" surmised Brent.
There were men there legal-looking men whom he had not seen at the opening day's proceedings. "Who are these other fellows?" he asked. "Oh, well, Crood's got a man representing his interests," replied Tansley. "And there's another solicitor watching the case on behalf of the Corporation.
It was with much embarrassment and in a very low voice that she replied to the preliminary questions. Anita Saumarez. Widow of the late Captain Roderick Francis Saumarez. Has been resident at the Abbey House, Hathelsborough, for about two years. "Doesn't like this job!" whispered Tansley to Brent. "Queer!
"But I've served an apprenticeship to that sort of thing. And I've always gone through with whatever came in my way." "Let's be plain," said Tansley. "You mean that you want to settle here in the town, and go on with Wallingford's reform policy?" "That's just it," replied Brent. "You've got it." "You'll have a hot old time!" "Used to 'em!" retorted Brent.
I'd just like to know if he'd been threatened openly, anonymously, any way. Looks like it." "I suppose we shall get into things at the inquest?" asked Brent. Tansley shrugged his shoulders. "Maybe," he answered. "I've no great faith in inquests myself. But sometimes things do come out.
"Well," he said slowly, "I think I've fixed that in my own mind, fixed it all out while the parson was putting him away in that old churchyard this morning I was thinking hard while he was reading his book. I understand that by my cousin's death there's a vacancy in the Town Council he sat for some ward or other?" "He sat for the Castle Ward, as Town Councillor," assented Tansley.
He begged them to give the closest attention to all that would be put before them, and to keep open minds until they heard all the available evidence. "A fairly easy matter in this particular case!" muttered Tansley, as the jurymen went out to discharge their distasteful, preliminary task of viewing the body of the murdered man.
Tansley waved his cigar in the air, as if implying that you could draw a circle around his field of knowledge. "Oh, well," he said, "you saw her to-day. So you're already aware that she's young and pretty and charming and all that. As for the rest, she's a widow, and a wealthy one. Relict, as we say in the law, of a naval officer of high rank, who, I fancy, was some years older than herself.
Acacia Lodge, it's called nice, roomy, old-fashioned house, in splendid condition, modernized, set in a beautiful old garden, with a magnificent cedar tree on the lawn, and a fine view from its front windows. And, for a quick sale, cheap." "What's the figure?" asked Brent. "Two thousand guineas," answered Tansley. Brent reached for his hat. "Let's go and look at it," he said.
Garlick? This is Mr. Audrey, of Matstead." They saluted one another gravely. "Mr. Audrey is a Catholic, too, I think?" Robin answered that he was. "Then I have news for you, gentlemen. A priest, Mr. Simpson, is with us; and will say mass at Tansley next Sunday. You would like to speak with his reverence?" "It will give us great pleasure, sir," said Anthony, touching his horse with his heel.
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