To conceive a sudden, strange, and indefinite suspicion; to fling
myself in his way; to take him by the shoulders as if he were a child,
and turn his craven face, perforce, towards the board, were with me
the work of an instant.
"Look at him!" I exclaimed. "Look at his face! I ask no better witness
to the truth of my words."
The chairman's brow darkened.
"Mr. Raikes," he said, sternly, "if you know anything, you had better
speak."
Vainly trying to wrench himself from my grasp, the under-secretary
stammered out an incoherent denial.
"Let me go," he said. "I know nothing,--you have no right to detain
me,--let me go!"
"Did you, or did you not, meet Mr. John Dwerrihouse at Blackwater
station? The charge brought against you is either true or false. If
true, you will do well to throw yourself upon the mercy of the board,
and make full confession of all that you know."
The under-secretary wrung his hands in an agony of helpless terror.
"I was away," he cried. "I was two hundred miles away at the time! I
know nothing about it--I have nothing to confess--I am innocent--I call
God to witness I am innocent!"
"Two hundred miles away!" echoed the chairman.
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