I ignored Hale's untimely laughter.
'Sit down, sir,' I said to Macpherson, and he obeyed.
'You have called on Lord Semptam this week,' I continued sternly.
'Yes, sir.'
'And collected a pound from him?'
'Yes, sir.'
'In October, 1893, you sold Lord Semptam a carved antique table for
fifty pounds?'
'Quite right, sir.'
'When you were here last week you gave me Ralph Summertrees as the
name of a gentleman living in Park Lane. You knew at the time that
this man was your employer?'
Macpherson was now looking fixedly at me, and on this occasion made no
reply. I went on calmly:--
'You also knew that Summertrees, of Park Lane, was identical with
Simpson, of Tottenham Court Road?'
'Well, sir,' said Macpherson, 'I don't exactly see what you're
driving at, but it's quite usual for a man to carry on a business
under an assumed name. There is nothing illegal about that.'
'We will come to the illegality in a moment, Mr. Macpherson. You, and
Rogers, and Tyrrel, and three others, are confederates of this man
Simpson.'
'We are in his employ; yes, sir, but no more confederates than clerks
usually are.'
'I think, Mr. Macpherson, I have said enough to show you that the game
is, what you call, up.
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