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Returning to the library to say a few friendly words before finally dismissing the subject of the Will, he found himself seized by the arm, and dragged without ceremony, in Turlington's powerful grasp, to the window. "Richard!" he exclaimed, "what does this mean?"
Sir Joseph once more attempted to make himself heard. Wearied by Turlington's perpetual complaints of his daughter and his nephew, he was sufficiently irritated by this time to have reported what Launce had actually said to him if he had been allowed the chance. But Turlington persisted in going on.
Victorious over his opponent on the previous evening at Turlington's house, Sir Joseph had promised to pass that evening at the vicarage, and give the vicar his revenge. Observing his indecision, Turlington cunningly irritated him by affecting to believe that he was really unwilling to venture out in the dark.
I return to them to-morrow. When I say my guests, I mean the Graybrookes. Don't you know they are staying with me? Sir Joseph and Miss Lavinia and Natalie?" On the utterance of Natalie's name, the sisters roused themselves. They turned about and regarded each other with looks of dismay. Turlington's patience began to fail him.
"Give me half an hour first, aunt, in my cabin," she said, "to mend this." Miss Lavinia elevated her venerable eyebrows in amazement. "You have done nothing but tear your dresses, my dear, since you have been in Mr. Turlington's yacht. Most extraordinary! I have torn none of mine during the whole cruise." Natalie's dark color deepened a shade. She laughed, a little uneasily.
The gentleman was Launce's brother, and the two were on their way to the Commissioners of Police to make the necessary arrangements for instituting an inquiry into Turlington's early life. Arrived at the gate of the villa, the information received only partially fulfilled the visitor's expectations. The family had returned on the previous evening.
At Turlington's appearance, the old man rose on the bed and welcomed him with greedy eyes and outstretched hand. "Money, master!" he called out hoarsely. "A crown piece in advance, for the sake of old times!" Turlington turned to the women without answering, purse in hand. "His clothes are at the pawnbroker's, of course. How much?" "Thirty shillings." "Bring them here, and be quick about it.
Had the inquiry into the secrets of Turlington's early life now prolonged over some weeks led to positive results at last? Launce eagerly opened the letter. It contained a Report and a Summary. He passed at once to the Summary, and read these words: "If you only want moral evidence to satisfy your own mind, your end is gained.
One of the servants from Muswell Hill was waiting with another parcel for Miss Lavinia, ordered by telegram from the country that morning. In two hours more Turlington's work was completed. On leaving the office as soon as he was out of sight of the door he turned eastward, instead of taking the way that led to his own house in town.
Natalie handed the letter to her aunt, and pointed to the sentence which asserted Turlington's guilty knowledge of the attempt on Sir Joseph's life. In silent horror the two women looked at each other, recalling what had happened earlier in the evening, and understanding it now. The servant roused them to a sense of present things, by entering on the narrative of his discoveries in the village.
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