"
"I see." Random understood all in a moment. "So you say that I
knew of the emeralds from this, and so murdered Bolton to obtain
them."
"Pardon me," said Braddock with elaborate politeness. "Hervey
says that you murdered my poor assistant, and although my
discovery of this manuscript proves that you must have known
about the jewels, I say nothing. I wait to hear your defense."
"That's very good of you," remarked Sir Frank ironically. "So it
seems that I am in the dock. Perhaps the counsel for the
prosecution will state the evidence against me," and he looked
again from one to the other.
Archie shook the baronet by the hand very warmly.
"My dear fellow," he declared decidedly, "I don't believe one
word of the evidence."
"In that case there must be a flaw in it," retorted Random, but
did not seem to be unmoved by Hope's generous action. "Sit down,
Professor; it appears that you are against me."
"Until I hear your defense," said the old man obstinately.
"I cannot make any until I hear your evidence. Go on. I am
waiting," and Sir Frank flung himself into a chair, where he sat
calmly, his eyes steadily fixed on the Professor's face.
"Where did you get that manuscript?" asked Braddock sharply.
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