"
"Sabina told me after," said Doyle, "that it was by your orders she did
it."
"That's more like the truth," said Meldon. "If she'd confined herself
to that statement when she was talking to the judge, I shouldn't have
complained. I didn't exactly tell her that she was to upset the lamp,
but I did say that she was to flavour everything the judge got to eat
with paraffin oil."
"It's a queer thing that you'd do the like," said Doyle, "knowing well
all the time that no man would stay where he couldn't get a bite to
eat, and that I'd be losing three pounds a week by his going."
"If you understood the circumstances thoroughly," said Meldon, "you
would joyfully sacrifice not only three pounds, but if necessary thirty
pounds, a week to get rid of that judge."
"I would not," said Doyle confidently. "I wouldn't turn away any man
that was paying me, not if he was down here with orders from the
Government to put me in jail on account of some meeting that the League
would be having."
"Do you or do you not," said Meldon, "want to get rid of Simpkins?"
"I do, of course. Sure, everybody does."
"Very well. In order to secure the death of Simpkins it was necessary
to hunt away that judge.
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