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He did not want to give the little woman up to justice, as he was beginning to believe her innocent; and that, in all truth, she had known nothing of the Ferruci-Wrent conspiracy. Therefore, giving no information to Link as to the little woman's whereabouts, Denzil told as coming from himself his idea that Wrent might fall into a trap set for him in the Pimlico House by means of Mrs.
"My dear," she said, taking his arm, "what do you think of Lydia's accusation?" "Against your father?" said Lucian. "Why, I don't believe it!" "Nor do I; but it will be as well to set the trap she suggests; for if my father does not fall into it and as he is not Wrent, I don't believe he will the real man may keep the appointment with Mrs. Clear."
"Whosoever Wrent is, I don't think he'll come again to the Silent House," replied the barrister, shaking his head. "It would be thrusting his head into the lion's jaws. If he is in London he'll see the death of Ferruci described in the papers, and no doubt will guess that the game is up; so he'll keep away." "Nevertheless, we'll do as Lydia suggests," said Diana obstinately. "You see Mr.
He's 'cute enough to pretend madness, so that he won't be hanged!" "It is impossible that Vrain can be Wrent," said Lucian decidedly. "I agree with Miss Vrain; he is too weak and irresponsible to carry out such a deed. Besides, I don't see how you prove him guilty of the murder; you do not even know that he could enter the Silent House by the secret way."
Wrent let him out, as usual. Q. Did he go away altogether? A. I I I am not sure! Q. Why did Mr. Wrent give you the cloak? A. To make me hold my tongue about the dark man. Q. Why? A. Because I saw him in the back yard. Q. On what night? A. On the night of Christmas Eve, about half-past eight.
Clear was in the habit of looking into the papers to see if there was any message from yourself, or your friend Wrent, so she saw my advertisement at once, and came in person to reply to it." "One moment, Mr. Denzil," said Ferruci politely. "I know no one called Wrent, and he is not my friend." "We'll come to that hereafter," answered Lucian, with a shrug.
If so, why did she not speak before, and why is she so vindictive? Heavens! If Diana's belief should be a true one, and her father not dead? Conspiracy! murder! this gypsy girl, that subtle Italian, and the mysterious Wrent! My head is in a whirl. I cannot understand what it all means. To-morrow, when Rhoda speaks, I may. But can I trust her? I doubt it. Still, there is nothing else for it.
The moon was shining, and I saw him as plain as plain." "Did he seem afraid?" "Yes, he did; and didn't want to be seen, neither. I told Mr. Wrent, and he promised me a cloak if I held my tongue. He said the dark man was waiting in the yard until the lady had gone, when he was coming in again." "But the lady, you say, went at eight, and you saw the man half an hour later?" "That's it, sir.
"Several things," said the girl shortly. "Have they to do with this crime?" asked Lucian eagerly. "I don't know. I can't say," said Rhoda; then suddenly her face grew black. "I tell you what, sir, I hate Mr. Wrent!" she declared. "Oh, Rhoda!" cried Mrs. Bensusan. "After the lovely cloak he gave you!"
Clyne was too cowardly to kill the man himself, so he thought to make Clear his own executioner by leaving the stiletto in his way. Well, sir, the weapon proved to be useful in the way it was intended by Clyne, for Clear was killed with that very weapon." "And by Rhoda!" said Lucian, nodding. "I see! How did she get hold of it?" "By accident. When Wrent I mean Clyne and Mrs.
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