"Whereas at present," he mused, "at any rate, I'm here and he
doesn't seem to suspect me, and I can watch and wait for a time,
till I see my way more clearly."
And this decision he came to was a great relief to him, for he
desired very greatly to know more before he acted and in especial
to find out for certain what was Ella's position in all this.
It was Deede Dawson's voice that broke in upon his meditations.
"Ah, you're busy," he said. "That's right, I like to see a man
working hard. I've got some new things for you I think may fit
fairly well, and Mrs. Dawson is going to get one of the attics
ready for you to sleep in."
"Very good, sir," said Dunn.
He wondered which attic was to be assigned to him and if it would
be that one in which he had found his friend's body. He suspected,
too, that he was to be lodged in the house so that Deede Dawson
might watch him, and this pleased him, since it meant that he, in
his turn, would be able to watch Deede Dawson.
Not that there appeared much to watch, for the days passed on and
it seemed a very harmless and quiet life that Deede Dawson lived
with his wife and stepdaughter.
But for the memory, burned into Dunn's mind, of what he had seen
that night of his arrival, he would have been inclined to say that
no more harmless, gentle soul existed than Deede Dawson.
But as it was, the man's very gentleness and smiling urbanity
filled him with a loathing that it was at times all he could do
to control.
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