"
"That's exactly what makes it a supposititious case," said Meldon.
"Now perhaps you'll understand that I don't intend to poison Mr.
Simpkins myself."
"Nor the doctor won't do it for you," said Sabina.
"You said a minute ago that he would."
"He would not, for he's a nice gentleman, as simple and innocent as a
child, only an odd time when his temper would be riz."
"Any way he won't be asked to. Good-bye, Sabina. I'll look in and see
you next time I'm passing. Don't let that red-haired cousin of yours
be putting phosphorous paste, or any of those patent rat poisons, into
Mr. Simpkins' food. She'll get herself into trouble if she does."
CHAPTER VI.
Meldon opened the door of Mr. Doyle's private sitting-room without
knocking and walked in. The hotel keeper and Dr. O'Donoghue were sitting
at opposite ends of the table, with a bottle of whisky and a jug of water
between them. Doyle, who was placed with his back to the door, spoke
without looking round.
"Didn't I tell you, Sabina Gallagher," he said, "that if you came into
this room, interrupting me and the doctor, I'd cut the two ears off you,
and send you back to your mother with them in a box in the well of the
car? Did I tell you that or did I not? And now nothing will do you but
to fling open the door as if the Lord-Lieutenant and the rest of them
playboys beyond in Dublin Castle was--"
The expression of Dr.
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