"You talk about being seven years in one situation. I doubt if you ever
did any honest work in your life. I believe you to be a thief, and the
associate of thieves; I have no doubt that what took place last night
was carefully planned by you and your confederates; and you have the
assurance to stand there and pretend that you think that I was
associated with it, in any way whatever."
"Oh, that's it, is it? Now you have spoken plain, now I do understand
what you are driving at. Miss Forster, I will rouse the household, and
I'm going to tell them what I saw you do; and you'll be able to
explain, if you're as innocent as you're trying to make out, why you
hid that there bag inside this chest, and who it was that gave it to
you; then we'll see."
"We shall. My record is known to every person in this house; I'll have
careful inquiries made into yours--you will be able to give details
about that situation in which you stayed for seven years; how you will
come out of such an inquiry, you know better than I. You foolish woman!
To think that sheer impudence will enable you to win at such a game of
bluff; don't you know perfectly well that the attempt to fasten your
guilt on me will make matters much worse for you?"
For some seconds there was silence; the woman by the chest seemed to be
summing Miss Forster up. She did not change countenance, the smile did
not fade from her eyes; yet, somehow, something seemed to have fallen
from her; she seemed to have ceased to play the part of servant, and to
have become a different creature altogether. When she spoke again it
was very quietly, coldly, as if she were measuring the meaning of each
word before she allowed it to pass her lips.
"Suppose, Miss Forster, that I do not alarm the household, what then?"
"I am afraid that I don't quite grasp your meaning."
"Oh, I'll make it plain enough; you and I had better be plain with each
other--it will be good for both of us. There's a leather bag inside
this chest; what's going to become of it?"
"It depends on what it contains."
"Oh, you know what it contains; there's jewels in that bag worth
fortunes."
"And you ask me what is to become of it; you have that courage?"
"I even have courage to ask it again; if I don't alarm the household,
what is to become of that bag?"
"Its contents will be returned to their various owners."
"By whom?"
"By me."
"Oh, I see; and where do I come in?"
"I rather fancy that will be a point for the consideration of the
police."
"Oh, that's what you fancy, is it? Now again we are beginning to
understand each other. Does that mean that you're going to give me
away? If it does, let me beg you to be careful; you'll be giving
yourself away much more than you'll be giving me; just think."
"Are you now suggesting that I have been in collusion with you?"
The woman smiled as if the question had been a funny one; the girl
could not but see that the smile became her, and that she was not
ill-looking.
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