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Caine, Hall, Sir, 1853-1931

"The Shadow of a Crime A Cumbrian Romance"

'Tamper with
them,' I said, 'show once more by word or look that you know anything
of them, and I'll hand you over as a traitor to the nearest sheriff.'"
"Why didn't you do it anyhow, why didn't you?" said Sim eagerly.
"That would have been unwise. He now hated me for defeating his
designs.
"You had saved his life."
"He hated me none the less for that. There was only one way now to
serve either the Garths or myself, and that was to keep the man in
hand. I neither sent him away nor let him go."
"You were more than a match for him to the last," said Sim, "and you
saved me and my lass from him too. But what about Joe Garth and his
old mother? They don't look over-thankful to you, they don't."
"They think that I brought Wilson back to torment them. No words of
mine would upset the notion. I'm sorry for that, but leave such
mistakes for time to set right. And when the truth comes in such a
case it comes to some purpose."
"Aye, when it comes--_when_ it comes."
Sim spoke in an undertone, and as though to himself.


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