The young man
walked up to this and turned to beckon Juliet, for whom he
placed a chair. She still lingered at the door and seemed
disposed to fly.
"Juliet, if you go now, all is over," he said determinedly.
"Cuthbert, how can you?"
"Because I mean what I say. Things can't go on like this.
You think of your brother--of your mother. You never give a
thought to me."
Juliet came up the room hurriedly. "I am thinking of you all
the time, Cuthbert," she said angrily, "I keep silence for
your good."
"In what way?"
"This murder--" she began. Then her voice died away, "you
know--"
"I know that Miss Loach was murdered, but who did it I don't
know."
"Oh," Juliet dropped into a chair, "are you innocent?"
"Surely you never thought me guilty?"
"I--I--don't think you are, and yet--"
"You are going to accuse me of having been on the spot?"
Juliet could restrain herself no longer. "I saw you myself,"
she burst out; "I was there also."
CHAPTER XVII
JULIET'S STORY CONTINUED
Cuthbert was so surprised by this admission that astonishment
held him silent for a moment. He never expected to hear that
Juliet herself had been on the spot. Seeing this, she went--
on quickly. "Now you can understand why I held my tongue.
You were at Rose Cottage on that night. You have enemies who
know you were there. I have been threatened should I insist
on our engagement being fulfilled that you will be arrested.
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