"Believe it, man? D'you think I'm crazy? What sort of a fool would I be
to believe it? Wasn't I there, that night, with you? Wait until I give my
evidence in court. Bullet or no bullet, you're no--no murderer, Nigel;
I'd swear my life away on that. There were others on worse terms with
Wynne than you, old chap. There was Stark, for one. Stark used to borrow
money from him in the old days, you know, until they had a devil of a
shindy over an I.O.U. and the friendship bust. You'd no more reason to
kill him than Lester Stark, I swear. Or me, for that matter."
"No, I'd no reason to kill him, Tony. But they'll take that quarrel we
had over the Frozen Flame that night, and bring it up against me in
court. They'll bring everything against me; everything that can be
twisted or turned or bullied into blackening my name. If ever I get
scot-free, I'll kill that man Borkins."
West put up his hand suddenly.
"Don't," he said, quietly; "or they'll be putting that against you, too.
Believe me, Nigel, old boy, the Law's the greatest duffer on earth.
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