And I tell you,
for your own sake--find out who this client of yours is! That he was
the actual murderer I don't believe for a second--he is probably a mere
cat's-paw. But--who's behind him? If you can do anything to find out
the truth, do it!"
That Methley was astonished beyond belief was so evident that Viner was
now absolutely convinced of his sincerity. He stood staring open-mouthed
for a moment: then he glanced at Woodlesford, who was waiting at some
distance along the corridor.
"Mr. Viner!" he said. "You amaze me! Listen: my partner is as sound and
honest a fellow as there is in all London. Let me tell him this--I'll
engage for his secrecy. If you'll consent to that, I'll see that, without
a word from us as to why, this man who claims to be the missing Lord
Marketstoke is brought here. If what you say is true, we are not going to
be partners to a crime. Let me tell Woodlesford--I'll answer for him."
Viner considered this proposition for a moment.
"Very well!" he said at last. "Tell him--I shall trust you both.
Remember--it's between the three of us. I shan't say a word to Pawle, nor
to Carless.
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