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There is a rank traitor either on the Military Board or closely connected with the Duke's household. He does not know it, nor do they know it, but everyone of his servants has been vigorously and zealously watched without avail. The circle has been drawn closer and closer, Mr. Ducaine. Down in Braster you may be able to help me in narrowing it down till only one person is within it. Listen!"
His eyes shot dark lightnings at her. "I did not hear you call," he said. "You had the appearance of a man who intended to, hear nothing and see nothing," she remarked coolly. "Never mind! There will be no breakfast for an hour yet. You shall take me on to Braster Hill. Come!" They left me at a turn in the path. I saw their heads close together in earnest conversation. I went on towards the house.
Go back to Braster and wait. Something may happen within the next twenty-four hours which will be very much to your benefit. Go back to Braster and wait." "You will tell me nothing, then?" I asked. "It is treating me like a child. I am not a sentimentalist. If the man deserved death the matter is between you and your conscience. But he came to Rowchester to see me. I want to know why."
After lunch I finished the papers which, when complete, it was my duty to lock away in the library safe up at the house, and secured them in my breast-pocket. But instead of going at once to the house I set out for Braster Junction. There was a porter there whom I had spoken to once or twice. I called him on one side.
All danger from that source will now be at an end, for in an hour's time the Prince will be under the surveillance of detectives for the remainder of his stay in England." I breathed a sigh of relief. "I am to go back to Braster, then?" I asked. "To-night, if possible," Lord Chelsford answered. "Go on living as you have been living. And, listen!
"My young friend," he said, "have you come from Braster to ask that question?" "To give you the ring and to ask you that question." "How do you know that the ring is mine?" "I saw it on your finger when you were giving me wine." "Then you believe," he said, "that I killed him?" "It is no concern of mine," I cried hoarsely. "I do not want to know. I do not want to hear.
"Not I!" he answered. "I am going to send you to Braster." I dined alone with Lord and Lady Chelsford. From the moment of our arrival at Chelsford House my host had encouraged nothing but the most general conversation. It happened that they were alone, as a great dinner party had been postponed at the last moment owing to some Royal indisposition.
Yet he travelled down by the same train, avoided me, lied to Lady Angela and myself this morning, and had exactly the sort of wounds which I had inflicted upon that unknown assailant who attacked me in the darkness. If circumstantial evidence went for anything, Ray himself had been my aggressor. I avoided the turn by Braster Grange and went straight on to the village.
After a while I found my way into Piccadilly. I knew very little of London, but after my solitary evening walks at Braster along the sandhills and across the marshes, the contrast was in itself suggestive and almost exciting. I watched the people, the stream of carriages. I listened to the low ceaseless hum of this wonderful life, and I found it fascinating.
"Am I right," he said, "in presuming that you know he was not?" "I know that he was not," I admitted. His fingers ceased their beating upon the table. His face became white and masklike. "Go on," he said. "I know that he came through Braster, and he asked for me. He looked in through the window of my cottage when Colonel Ray was with me. I saw him no more after that until I found him dead."
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