"
"Give me the letter, love, and I'll show it to Jennings."
"No," said Miss Saxon, shrinking back; "get him to drop the
case."
"Why?" asked Cuthbert dryly. "I could understand that request
when you thought me guilty, but now that you know I am
innocent, and that Jennings is aware I was at Rose Cottage on
that night, surely there is no bar to his proceeding with the
case."
"I do not wish it," faltered Juliet.
Cuthbert looked at her steadily and turned away with a sigh.
"You are keeping something from me," he said.
"And you from me," she retorted. "Why did you start when I
spoke of the overcoat?"
"Juliet, my own," Cuthbert took her hands earnestly, "there
are circumstances in this case which are very strange.
Innocent persons may be sacrificed. It is best for you and me
to have nothing more to do with the matter. Miss Loach is
dead. Who killed her will never be known. Let us marry, dear
heart, and leave the case alone."
"I am quite willing. But my mother?"
"I shall persuade her to consent."
"I hope so; but I fear she hates you because you are Lord
Caranby's nephew. She hinted as much. I don't know the
reason."
"I do," said Mallow calmly, "and I think I may be able to
persuade her to see reason. I shall meddle no more with the
case."
"What about Mr. Jennings?"
"I will tell him what I have told you, and what you have told
me. Then I will point out the futility of looking for a
needle in a haystack.
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