And why you should give
credence to the story of a lying servant, rather than to mine, I cannot
see at all. Would I have brought you here, you, a man whose name--" And
even in the excitement which had him in its grip Nigel felt Cleek's will,
powerful, compelling, preventing his giving away the secret of his
identity, preventing his telling that it was the master mind among the
criminal investigators of Europe which was working on this horrible
affair.
He went on, still in a fury of indignation, but with the knowledge of Mr.
Headland's true name still locked in his breast. "Did I bring you here as
a friend and give you every opportunity to work on this strange business,
to have you arraign me as a murderer? Do not treat me as a suspect, Mr.
Detective. I am not on trial. I want this thing cleared up, yes; but I am
not here to be accused of the murder of a man who was a guest in my own
house, by the very man I brought in to find the true murderer."
"You haven't given me time to say whether I accuse you or not, Sir
Nigel," replied Cleek, patiently.
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