human
Wealth was at my feet, went on the widow--
gpt
she cried, and pointed the finger of scorn at the unabashed Cicero,
human
Her voice rose to a scream.
gpt
Murdered!
human
This, interpolated Gramp, addressing no one in particular,
gpt
You beast! Why do you come into my life again? I wanted to know about my poor husband's death, and I brought up my jewels to bribe the man who called himself Cicero Gramp into confessing who had murdered him. I find that my own brother is the blackmailer. You would extort money from me, you wretch! Never! never! never! I disown you--I cast you out! William Spinks, blackguard you were! Cicero Gramp, scoundrel, thief, blackmailer, and, for all I know, murderer, you are! Away with you--away!
human
Very good, said her brother, rising;
gpt
I go.
human
Without your fifty pounds?
gpt
I forgot that,
human
Don't give him a penny, Mr. Thorold!
gpt
I promised him the money, and he shall have it, replied Alan coldly.
human
I have heard your story, Mrs. Warrender, and it is safe with me. No one in Heathton shall know. Your brother will not speak of it either.
gpt
How do you know that?
human
Because you shall not have the fifty pounds until I have your promise to hold your tongue about your relationship to Mrs. Warrender while you are in Heathton.
gpt
I am not going to Heathton,
human
Yes, you are. You are coming to tell your story to Inspector Blair. If you don't, not only will you lose your fifty pounds, but I will have you arrested as a suspicious character.
gpt
You promised that the police should not touch me.
human
I promised nothing of the sort. Now, tell me what you saw of these crimes--for there are two: sacrilege and murder--and then come to Heathton. Behave well, keep Mrs. Warrender's secret, and you shall have fifty pounds and your freedom. Otherwise----
gpt
Oh, Mr. Thorold! cried the widow, wringing her hands,
human
Indeed no! He will hold his tongue. Won't you?
gpt
You seem very sure of it,
human
Of course I am. You see, Mr. Gramp, I have the handling of the late Mr. Marlow's money, and I can buy your silence.
gpt
Not for fifty pounds.
human
We shall see about that. It's either fifty pounds or the police. Choose!
gpt
I will take the money, he said,
human
Afterwards, said Alan smoothly,
gpt
And tell the truth!
human
Clara Maria! Cicero was about to break forth in furious speech, but he restrained himself.
gpt
said Mr. Gramp, with a strange look at Alan--
human
I think I am able to follow you, my friend. You mean 'To-day to me, to-morrow to thee,' which would be all right if it was I who quoted the saying. But this time it is not your day, and as to your to-morrow, it may never come.
gpt
We shall see about that,