"Now here is Mr. Farrington's"--he bent down closely, "he is a
light man, and the ghost was light."
Craig was playing with his victim like a cat with a mouse.
Suddenly I felt something brush by me, and with a swish of air
and of garments I saw Mrs. Popper fling herself wildly at the
table that bore the incriminating records. In another instant
Farrington was on his feet and had made a wild leap in the same
direction.
It was done so quickly that I must have acted first and thought
afterward. I found myself in the midst of a melee with my hand at
his throat and his at mine. O'Connor with a jiu-jitsu movement
bent Farrington's other arm until he released me with a cry of
pain.
In front of me I saw Craig grasping Mrs. Popper's wrists as in a
vise. She was glaring at him like a tigress.
"Do you suppose for a moment that that toy is going to convince
the world that Henry Vandam has been deceived and that the spirit
which visited him was a fraud? Is that why you have lured me here
under false pretences, to play on my feelings, to insult me, to
take advantage of a lone, defenceless woman, surrounded by
hostile men? Shame on you," she added contemptuously. "You call
yourself a gentleman, but I call you a coward."
Kennedy, always calm and collected, ignored the tirade.
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