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Page 117
Mary remained silent, but Dick got up with his hands in his
pockets.
"There's one thing I want to know," he said. "Which of those
two chaps killed my father? You said it was accident--but was
it? I want to know about that! Are you saying it was
accident just to let things down a bit? Don't! I want to
know the truth."
"I believe it was accident," answered Ransford. "I listened
most carefully just now to Fladgate's account of what
happened. I firmly believe the man was telling the truth.
But I haven't the least doubt that Folliot poisoned Collishaw
--not the least. Folliot knew that if the least thing came
out about Fladgate, everything would come out about himself."
Dick turned away to leave the room.
"Well, Folliot's done for!" he remarked. "I don't care about
him, but I wanted to know for certain about the other."
* * * * *
When Dick had gone, and Ransford and Mary were left alone, a
deep silence fell on the room. Mary was apparently deep in
thought, and Ransford, after a glance at her, turned away and
looked out of the window at the sunlit Close, thinking of the
tragedy he had just witnessed. And he had become so absorbed
in his thoughts of it that he started at feeling a touch on
his arm and looking round saw Mary standing at his side.
"I don't want to say anything now," she said, "about what you
have just told us. Some of it I had half-guessed, some of it
I had conjectured. But why didn't you tell me! Before! It
wasn't that you hadn't confidence?"
"Confidence!" he exclaimed. "There was only one reason--I
wanted to get your father's memory cleared--as far as
possible--before ever telling you anything. I've been wanting
to tell you! Hadn't you seen that I hated to keep silent?"
"Hadn't you seen that I wanted to share all your trouble about
it?" she asked. "That was what hurt me--because I couldn't!"
Ransford drew a long breath and looked at her. Then he put
his hands on her shoulders.
"Mary!" he said. "You--you don't mean to say--be plain!--you
don't mean that you can care for an old fellow like me?"
He was holding her away from him, but she suddenly smiled and
came closer to him.
"You must have been very blind not to have seen that for a
long time!" she answered.
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