I shall
simply borrow a bicycle and ride to Donard. O'Donoghue will have to
ride too, though I don't expect he'll like it. It's twenty miles, and
O'Donoghue drinks more than is good for him."
"Are you going to tell O'Donoghue the whole cock-and-bull plan about
Simpkins and Miss King and the murder?"
"No. O'Donoghue is a reasonable man. He doesn't argue and browbeat me
the way you do. When I tell him that the removal of Simpkins, and
consequently his own future happiness and comfort, depend very largely
on our being able to keep Sir Gilbert Hawkesby out of Ballymoy, he will
believe me at once and act in a sensible way."
"What do you mean to do to the judge when you catch him?"
"I don't mean to _do_ anything. I suppose you have some wild idea in
your head--"
"No ideas could be wilder than yours are, J. J."
"Some wild idea of my maiming the old gentleman, or bribing a man to
kidnap him, or sending him a bogus telegram to say that his wife is
dying. As a matter of fact, I'm going to do nothing except tell him
the simple truth."
"I don't believe you could do that, J. J. You've never had any
practice since I knew you.
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