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"Let us proceed in order," answered Carfax, taking a seat at the head of the table and putting his fingers together in a judicial attitude. "I will open the case. When Wraythwaite a fine fellow, who, between ourselves, is going to do great things for Harborough and his daughter when Wraythwaite, I say, heard of what had happened down here, he was naturally much upset.
Ah! he had had ideas respecting Miss Pett at the beginning of things, but other matters had cropped up, and affairs had moved and developed so rapidly that he had almost forgotten her. "That makes you think," continued Carfax, with a smile. "Just so! and what took place at that magistrates' sitting made Wraythwaite and myself think.
Carfax here pulled out a memorandum book from his pocket, and having fitted on his spectacles glanced at a page or two within it. "Now," he presently continued, "Wraythwaite being naturally deeply interested in the Kitely case, he procured the local newspapers Norcaster and Highmarket papers, you know so that he could read all about it.
And on the night on which that man Kitely was murdered," concluded the solicitor, "Harborough was with my client from nine o'clock until half-past four in the morning, when he parted with him near Hexendale railway station. Mr. Wraythwaite will swear that." "And fortunately, we have some corroboration," observed Brereton, with a glance at Avice, "for whether Mr.
Wraythwaite is here, and that everything's all right. Run away, my dear young lady, and be quite happy Mr. Wraythwaite will tell you everything you want to know. And now, my dear sir," he continued, as he shut the door on Wraythwaite and Avice and bustled back to the table, "there are things that you want to know, and that you are going to know from me and from these two gentlemen. Mr. Stobb Mr.
"What is your theory?" asked Brereton. Mr. Stobb nodded across the table at Carfax. "Not my business to say what my theories are, Mr. Brereton," he answered. "All I had to do was to find out facts, and report them to Mr. Carfax and Mr. Wraythwaite."
"So here you are, Brereton and this young lady, I suppose, is Miss Harborough?" he said, drawing a chair forward. "Glad you've come and I daresay you're wondering why you've been sent for? Well all in good time, but first this gentleman is Mr. John Wraythwaite." The big man started forward, shook hands hastily with Brereton, and turned more leisurely to Avice. "My dear young lady!" he said.
"But you'll understand that I'd like to know how all this affects my client?" "Ye yes!" said Mr. Wraythwaite, hastily. "Tell Mr. Brereton, Carfax never mind me and my affairs get on to poor Harborough." "Your affair and Harborough's are inextricably mixed, my dear sir," retorted Carfax, good-humouredly. "I'm coming to the mingling of them. Well," he continued, addressing himself again to Brereton.
Everything," continued Carfax, again rubbing his hands with great satisfaction, "everything is now all right, and Mr. Wraythwaite of Wraye will take his proper and rightful place amongst his own people." "I'm exceedingly glad to hear it," said Brereton, with a smile at the big man, who continued to watch Avice as if his thoughts were with her rather than with his solicitor's story.
"Ah, well, we needn't tell that when she goes into the witness-box," said Carfax. "But that's most satisfactory. My dear young lady!" he added, turning to Avice, "your father will be released like like one o'clock! And then, I think," he went on bustling round on the new Squire of Wraye, "then, my dear, I think Mr. Wraythwaite here " "Leave that to me, Carfax," interrupted Mr.
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