“I will not give you the second chapter of my story. You evince but little curiosity, and are perhaps not anxious to have it completed, but remember the words which I have written down, and to which I have not yet given you the clue.”
“I will hear you to the end,” said Kensett; “but wait awhile, Mr. Todd will wonder what has so detained me.”
He went to the door and called the officer by name. Mr. Todd came down from the upstairs room.
“Ah, Todd,” cried the magistrate, “it appears that this young man will detain me much longer than I had at first expected. You had better have something to eat and drink. The servants will bring you what we have in the house,”.
“Thank you, sir. It will be very acceptable.”
“Good. Then make yourself at home. When this young fellow has finished his—ahem—confession, I will call you.”
“All right, your worship, I am in no hurry.”
Mr. Kensett shut the door and again turned the key.