wrong way cannot hope to be popular.
“ Dr. Haydock thinks rather like I do,” went on Dennis. “He’d never give a murderer up to justice. He said so.”
I think that that is the danger of Haydock’s views. They may be sound in themselves—it is not for me to say—but they produce an impression on the young careless mind which I am sure Haydock himself never meant to convey.
Griselda looked out of the window and remarked that there were reporters in the garden.
“I suppose they’re photographing the study windows again,” she said, with a sigh.
We had suffered a good deal in this way. There was first the idle curiosity of the village—everyone had come to gape and stare. There were next the reporters armed with cameras, and the village again to watch the reporters. In the end we had to have a constable from Much Benham on duty outside the window.
“Well,” I said, “the funeral is tomorrow morning.