You never suspected Sir Gilbert of any share in these affairs, either of you--so come, now!" "Why, as to that, Mr.Lindsey," remarked Murray, who looked somewhat nettled by this last passage, "you didn't suspect him yourself--or, if you did, you kept it uncommonly quiet!" "Does Mr.Lindsey suspect him now ?" asked Chisholm, a bit maliciously.
"For if he does, maybe he'll give us a hand." Mr.Lindsey looked at both of them in a way that he had of looking at people of whose abilities he had no very great idea--but there was some indulgence in the look on this occasion.
"Well, now that things have come to this pass," he said, "and after Sir Gilbert's deliberate attempt to get rid of Moneylaws--to murder him, in fact--I don't mind telling you the truth.

I do suspect Sir Gilbert of the murder of Crone--and that's why I produced that ice-ax in court the other day.

And--when he saw that ice-ax, he knew that I suspected him, and that's why he took Moneylaws out with him, intending to rid himself of a man that could give evidence against him.

If I'd known that Moneylaws was going with him, I'd have likely charged Sir Gilbert there and then!--anyway, I wouldn't have let Moneylaws go." "Aye!--you know something, then ?" exclaimed Murray.

"You're in possession of some evidence that we know nothing about ?" "I know this--and I'll make you a present of it, now," answered Mr.
Lindsey.