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'It would hardly be to your advantage to have more witnesses of my wife's presence here, observed the fair man coldly, 'but as I intend to take her home we may as well go at once. Come, Maud! The carriage is waiting. The lady, whose name was now spoken for the first time since she had entered Mr. Van Torp's lodging, had not moved from the fireplace since she had taken up her position there.
'There's nothing very definite about all that, Margaret observed. 'Why in the world should the creature have written to you, of all people, to destroy Mr. Van Torp's character? 'The interview with you was only an incident, answered Logotheti. 'There were other things, all tending to show that he is not a safe person to deal with. 'Why should you ever deal with him? Logotheti smiled.
Her eyes met Griggs's as she rose, and seeing that his look asked her whether he was to carry out her previous instructions and walk beside her, she shook her head. 'Nine times out of ten, proverbs are true, he said in a tone of amusement. Mr. Van Torp's hard face expressed no triumph when Margaret stood beside him, ready to walk.
The house itself was two or three times as big as Mr. Van Torp's at Oxley Paddox.
Van Torp's final argument seemed convincing. 'I have not the smallest intention of depriving my wife of the price of my honour, sir. Indeed, I am rather flattered to find that you both value it so highly. Mr. Van Torp's hard face grew harder, and a very singular light came into his eyes. He moved forwards till he was close to the fair man. 'None of that! he said authoritatively.
It contained a final and urgent entreaty that she would not go to the Opera, nor leave the house that evening, and was signed with Van Torp's initials only, but no one who knew his handwriting would be likely to doubt that the note was genuine. There were some other scattered pieces of evidence which fitted the rest very well. Mr.
'Torp's away; Bessie hates me; I can't get at the notion of the Melancolia; Maisie's letters are scrappy; and I believe I have indigestion. What give a man pains across the head and spots before his eyes, Binkie? Shall us take some liver pills? Dick had just gone through a lively scene with Bessie. She had for the fiftieth time reproached him for sending Torpenhow away.
But it was one thing, she now told him, to be indifferent to the stupid attacks of the press, it would be quite another to allow himself to be accused of murder; the time had come when he must act, and without delay; there was a limit beyond which indifference became culpable apathy; it was clear enough now, she said, that all these attacks on him had been made to ruin him in the estimation of the public on both sides of the Atlantic before striking the first blow, as he himself had guessed; Griggs was surely not an alarmist, and Griggs said confidently that Van Torp's enemies meant business; without doubt, a mass of evidence had been carefully got together during the past three months, and it was pretty sure that an attempt would be made before long to arrest him; would he do nothing to make such an outrage impossible?
'I'm generally thought to be that, he answered. 'Very well. I came here, to Mr. Van Torp's rooms in the Temple, before going to dinner, because I wished to see him about a matter of business, in what is a place of business. It's all ridiculous nonsense to talk about having caught me and worse. That money is for a charity, and I am going to take it before your eyes, and thank Mr.
When she spoke to Griggs again the tone of her voice had changed. 'Please tell me how it could have been done, she said. 'Easily enough. A steel bodkin six or seven inches long, or even a strong hat-pin. It would be only a question of strength. Margaret remembered Mr. Van Torp's coarse hands, and shuddered again. 'How awful! she exclaimed.
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