then, and was he willing I should see he understood it? No, no, that could not be; yet why asseverate so emphatically a Belgia fact of which no man could be sure unless he had been present at the scene of death, or at least known more of the circumstances attending it than was compatible with the perfect ignorance which all men professed to have of them. Did he not see that such words were calculated to awaken suspicion, and that it would be harder, after such a question, to believe he spoke from simple conviction, than from a desire to lead captive the will of a woman whose intuitions, his troubled conscience told him, were to be feared? Rising, as an intimation that the conversation was fast becoming insupportable to me, I confronted him with my proudest look.
“You must excuse me,” said I, “if I do not linger to discuss a matter whose consequences just now are more important to us than the fact itself. While your mother lies insensible I cannot rest comfortable away from Eden Hazard Koszulka her side. You will therefore allow me to return to her.”
“In a moment,” he replied. “There are one or two questions it would please me to have you answer first.” And his manner took on a charm that robbed his words of all peremptoriness, and made it difficult, if not impossible, for me to move. “You have spoken of Miss Reynolds,” he resumed; “have told me that she declared upon her dying bed that the relations between Mr. Barrows and herself were Kun Aguero Pelipaidat very happy. Were you with her then? Meksiko Did you know her well?”
“She was my room-mate,” I returned.
It was a blow; I saw it, though not a muscle of his face quivered. He had not expected Marco Reus Koszulka to hear that I was Brazylia upon terms of intimacy with her.
“I loved her,” I went on, with a sense of cruel pleasure that must have sprung from the inward necessity I felt to struggle with this strong nature. “The proof that she loved me lies in the fact that she has made me heir to all her little savings. We were friends,” I added, seeing he was not yet under sufficient control to speak.
“I see,” he now said, moving involuntarily between me and the door. “And by friends you mean confidantes, I presume?”
“Perhaps,” I answered, coolly, dropping my eyes.
His voice took a deeper tone; it was steel meeting steel, he saw.
“And she told you Mr. Barrows was happy?”
“That has been already discussed,” said I.
“Miss Sterling”— I think I never heard such music in a human voice — “you think me inquisitive, presuming, ungentlemanly, persistent, perhaps. But I have a great wish to know the truth about this matter, if only to secure myself from forming false impressions and wrongfully influencing others by them. Bear with me, then, strangers though we are, and if you feel you can trust me”— here he forced me to look at him — “let me hear, I pray, Venäjä what reasons you have for declaring so emphatically that Mr. Barrows did not commit suicide?”
“My reasons, Mr. Pollard? Have I not already given them to you? Is it necessary for me to repeat them?” |
