“As he darkly remarked, he had not dined… And Mr Gott was left to explain. “Our whole story,” said Gott, “may now, I suppose, emerge. You have no doubt heard of the business of Ransome’s papers – those Umpleby was holding on to? Well, Ransome came back to England a month ago, furious that Umpleby hadn’t sent the stuff on to him. And instead of coming openly up to college he stayed in town and sent for Campbell. He and Campbell were always pretty thick, and Campbell was all for taking drastic mea...sures against Umpleby. Presently they decided to take the law into their own hands. And when they had decided on that, they decided, too, to call me in as – an authority.” Gott’s pipe was going again. He was telling his story with disarming simple pleasure. “I came in on it – very foolishly, you will say – and I half turned it, I suppose, into a species of game. We could simply have raided Umpleby and forced the stuff out of him – he wouldn’t have cared for public scandal.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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