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Varner says said this afternoon, after the inquest was over that he's absolutely certain of what he saw, and that he not only saw a hand in a white cuff and black coat sleeve, but that he saw the sun gleam for a second on the links in the cuff, as if they were gold or diamonds. Pretty stiff evidence that, sir, isn't it?"
"Think not?" said Mitchington, evidently surprised. "Now, that was my first impression. If it wasn't hush-money " "It wasn't hush-money, for this reason," interrupted Jettison. "We know that whatever else he knew, Bryce didn't know of the accident to Braden until Varner fetched him to Braden. That's established on what you've put before me.
Wrytha's Stair. And though, at a juryman's wish, Varner was recalled, and stuck stoutly to his original story of having seen a hand which, he protested, was certainly not that of the dead man, it soon became plain that the jury shared the Coroner's belief that Varner in his fright and excitement had been mistaken, and no one was surprised when the foreman, after a very brief consultation with his fellows, announced a verdict of death by misadventure.
There was a little wicket-gate there, set in the ivied wall; as Bryce opened it, a man in the working dress of a stone-mason, whom he recognized as being one of the master-mason's staff, came running out of the bushes. His face, too, was white, and his eyes were big with excitement. And recognizing Bryce, he halted, panting. "What is it, Varner?" asked Bryce calmly. "Something happened?"
John Braden, and had next morning asked if he could get a conveyance for Saxonsteade in the afternoon, as he wished to see the Duke. Mr. Folliot testified to having seen him in the Cathedral, going towards one of the stairways leading to the gallery. Varner most important witness of all up to that point told of what he had seen.
And suddenly, as if she feared that Ransford would throw the curtains aside and walk into the front room, she laid a hand on his arm and motioned him to be patient and silent. "Oh?" said Bryce. "More in the air? About that business?" "Just so," assented Mitchington. "To start with, that man Varner, the mason, has never ceased talking.
They now broke; Sir Edward Varner was slain, and the standard which he bore was taken; the earl of Lindsey received a mortal wound; and his son, the lord Willoughby, was made prisoner in the attempt to rescue his father . Charles, who, attended by his troop of pensioners, watched the fortune of the field, beheld with dismay the slaughter of his guards;
Varner here saw it." Ransford's cheek flushed, and he was unable to repress a slight start. He looked at the mason. "You actually saw it!" he exclaimed. "Why, what did you see?" "Him!" answered Varner, nodding at the dead man. "Flung, head and heels, clean through that doorway up there. Hadn't a chance to save himself, he hadn't! Just grabbed at nothing! and came down.
Here was the stranger dead and Varner was ready to swear that he had seen him thrown, flung violently, through the door forty feet above. That was murder! Then who was the murderer? Bryce looked carefully and narrowly around him. Now that Varner had gone away, there was not a human being in sight, nor anywhere near, so far as he knew.
He looked down at the dead man again as the mason and the constable went away. "A stranger, I should think, doctor tourist, most likely. But thrown down! That man Varner is positive. That looks like foul play." "Oh, there's no doubt of that!" asserted Bryce. "You'll have to go into that pretty deeply.
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