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My Aunt. Chapter 18

Date: 4/26/2017, Categories: First Time, Author: Annamagique, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

that go on in this house? You despicable man, Charlie Manston! And did Maggie know about this?" "'eavens, Miss, 'course she din't! She would've ripped out my tongue if she knew! She told me these things to excite me when we... well, y' know." I stood silently, not sure what to believe. It occurred to me that he didn't seem to know what had killed her. He thought that his fist incriminated him which, of course, it didn't. Maggie had been flogged, not beaten and I had seen with my own eyes that he had slapped her, not punched her. I began to think that it was quite possible that he was telling the truth. "Just supposing I do believe you," I offered. "Will you come to the Police and clear yourself. Tell them all you know?" "You mean you would help me?" He looked doubtful. "If you come to the Police I will be with you but that does not necessarily mean I trust you, Charlie Manston. However, I am willing to listen." "You better not trick me!" he replied as he stepped towards me. I stepped quickly backwards. "I will not trick you," I promised. "But you either trust me or you are on your own." "All right, then, I'll come with you," he said. "Good," I answered. "But first, we will go to see Doctor Harris and get your hand cleaned." "Doctor 'arris won't see me for a scraped 'and!" he exclaimed. "He is a surgeon!" "Oh, he will if I ask him to," I replied. "Why 'im and not a medic?" Manston frowned, suddenly appearing very doubtful. "I told you, Charlie. You either trust me or you ... are on you own." "All right,” he sighed. “I ain't got no choice, 'ave I?" "No." I said, "You haven't. There is one more thing I need to know." Again, he looked nervous. "I don't know any more, Miss, I told it weren't me." "This is something else," I said carefully. "The night I arrived, I saw you loading a lorry with supplies. Were you and Maggie selling the army's rations on the black market?" "Black market?" he almost shouted. "I don't steal from me mates. That were a legit load. Captain Philpott told us to move it to a warehouse to make space in the storeroom." His jaw dropped. "You thought we was stealing it?" I frowned but decided to say no more for the time being. "Stay here and keep quiet. I will go and tell Doctor Harris we are coming so you are not arrested on the way to him." "And what if someone comes before you get back?" he was getting jittery again. "Then you will be no worse off that if they got here before me, will you?" "No, I suppose not," he replied. "Well then?" I said "Are you going to let me pass?" He stepped sullenly to one side and I went to pass him. As I did he grabbed my arm and I gasped. A little frightened whimper passed my lips. "Please hurry, I am trusting you with my life," was all he said before releasing me. I ran through the archway and away across the grass to the main entrance. The guard stepped out from his office as I ran through the large doorway. "'ere, 'ere, Miss, slow down. You all right?" "Doctor Harris,' I gasped. "Where is he?" "I ...