Harry Heathcote of Gangoil by Anthony Trollope
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"Really, Mr. Heathcote, I can't go along with you. You are accusing a man of committing an offense, which I believe is capital, on the evidence of a boy of whom you know nothing, who may have his own reasons for spiting the man, and whom you yourself did not believe till you had looked this man in the face. I think you allow yourself to be guided too much by your own power of intuition." "No, I don't," said Harry, who hated his neighbor's methodical argument. "At any rate, I can't consent to take a man's bread out of his mouth, and to send him away tainted as he would be with this suspicion, either because Jacko thought that he saw him in the dark, or because- -" "I have never asked you to send him away." "What is it you want, then?" "I want to have him watched, so that he may feel that if he attempts to destroy my property his guilt will be detected." "Who is to watch him?" "He is in your employment." "He lives in the hut down beyond the gate. Am I to keep a sentry there all night, and every night?" |
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