human
How about getting away, Marlow? he asked.
gpt
You had no clothes. How did you manage?
human
But I had clothes, replied Beauchamp.
gpt
We prepared all our plans very carefully. Joe took a suit of clothes to the hut, and brought money with him. Then I walked to the nearest town and caught the train for London. There, at a quiet hotel, a box in the name of Beauchamp was waiting for me. I slept there, and went on to Brighton, and took rooms in Lansdowne Place. I was comfortable, you may be sure. Joe came down to see me, and told me all the trouble which had ensued upon the death of Warrender.
human
Ah! said Alan reflectively;
gpt
I wonder who that Quiet Gentleman was,
human
We all wonder that, my dear, put in the Rector;
gpt
Well, what does it matter? said Beauchamp, with more asperity than he usually showed.
human
Whoever murdered Warrender gave him no more than he deserved. The man was a blackmailer, although the money he got out of me was obtained under the guise of friendship. He could have saved me years of agony had he only spoken the truth--ay, and honesty would have paid him better than dishonesty.
gpt
No doubt. But the man is dead; let us not speak evil of the dead, said Phelps.
human
But there is one question I wish to ask you, Marlow--Beauchamp, I mean. How was it that the page-boy swore Joe Brill was never out of the room on that night?
gpt
Joe drugged the lad's supper-ale, and slipped out when he was fast asleep. He did the same the next night when he had to take Warrender's body to the vault. That was my idea, for I was terrified lest I should be traced by the murder, and I wanted to get rid of the evidence of the crime. That tramp, confound him! spoilt all.