Three millions! : $b or, The way of the world — John Stuart Mill — John Shaqi
Three millions! : $b or, The way of the world
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Dick Birch had no suspicion of what had been written on the paper
passed to Mr. Lowe during the examination. Dr. Bilks had reclaimed
the paper, and suggested to the attorney that his position might be
compromised by this honest endeavor on his part to have the whole naked
truth presented to the court. Mr. Lowe saw the point, and promised to
be silent.
“Never mind that, doctor,” said Birch. “What would you, as a friend,
advise me to do?”
“Tell the truth, by all means.”
“Acknowledge that I was on the island, whether I was or was not.”
“I think there can be no doubt that you were there.”
“I still deny the fact; but grant that I was there, as you say you
believe.”
“I trust you do not believe me capable of any insincerity. I do believe
you were there.”
“Never mind that--pass the minor points. You advise me to acknowledge
that I was with Buckstone.”
“Certainly.”
“What then?”
“You are a lawyer; you know best. My impression was, and still is, that
you were on The Great Bell that night for a good purpose. As you did
not give information to the authorities of the murder, as you did not
seem to know that a murder had been committed,--for I carried the first
intelligence to Pine Hill,--I concluded that, when Buckstone went up to
see Ross, you pulled over the channel, and went home.”
“And left Buckstone to be murdered by Mary’s savage brother, or at
least to remain on the island all night?” said Dick, with a sneer.
“I confess it did not look reasonable that you would do so.”
“No man would do so.”
“You know best.”
“In your opinion, I went home, leaving my companion to take care of
himself, and not even asking a question about him until eleven o’clock
the next day!”
“Of course I know nothing of particulars. I know only what is proved.”
“It would be more reasonable to suppose that I remained; that I saw the
murder; that I saw Buckstone hurled over the cliff into the sea; that I
knew it all, and then held my tongue.”
“Ross was your friend--perhaps for his sake you did so; you know best.
If you did, it was a mistaken policy. I advise you, if this was the
case, to tell the whole truth.”
“It might be made to appear that I was an accessory, either before or
after the fact.”
“If you would tell me the whole truth, I could advise you better
what to do. If your complicity in the affair endangers you, I should
recommend you as a friend, though not as a stern lover of justice, to
leave Poppleton--leave the country.”
“I do not ask for any advice. I only desired to obtain your views.”
“I am afraid, Mr. Birch, that you are more deeply implicated than any
one yet suspects--you know best. If I can do anything to serve you, I
will do it with pleasure.”
“I thank you for your exalted opinion of my character!”
“I regard you as a first-rate fellow, and the worst I fear is, that
your zeal to serve your friend Hungerford has led you into a blunder,
if nothing worse.”
“Thank you, doctor. Let me say once more that I was _not_ the stranger.”