I always knew he'd squeak. I told Fred to have nothing
to do with the job."
The girl's eyes flashed viciously. She tossed the cigarette into the
fire-place and straightened herself.
"That's the low, dirty scoundrel who committed the murder," she
exclaimed. "He ought to be in the dock--not Fred."
"Was Fred up there that night?" asked Kemp.
"Up where?"
"At Riversbrook, or whatever they call it."
"Yes."
"He told me he didn't go."
"It's because he was up there that the police have arrested him," said
the girl. "Hill gave him away. Oh, he's a double-dyed villain, is Hill.
And so quiet and respectable looking with it all! He used to let me in
when I went to Riversbrook, and let me out again, and pocket the
half-crowns I gave him. And I like a fool never suspected him once, or
thought that he knew anything about Fred coming to the flat. He didn't
let it out till the night Sir Horace quarrelled with me. Sir Horace found
out about--about Fred--and when I went up to see him as usual, he told me
that he had finished with me and he called Hill up to show me out. 'Show
this young lady out,' he said in that cold haughty voice of his, and the
wily old villain Hill just bowed and held the door open.
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