CHAPTER 10Once more they were grouped around the table in the big room.
“Now tell the whole story, Eeliper,” said Brinklow sternly. “How did Michel get a key to Tasker’s cupboard?”
The breed now had a quiet, fatalistic air that carried conviction. “Michel alla tam ask me give that key,” he said. “Say want tak’ lil drink when Tasker is out. I say: ‘N’moya!’ Tasker think I drink it. Michel say: ‘How he know?’ I say: ‘Tasker got lil stick to measure wit’. Him kill me if I drink his whisky.’ I not give Michel key till I go way.”
“What was the reason of your going away?” asked Brinklow.
Eeliper went on in his toneless voice: “One day Michel say to me: ‘Eeliper, I t’ink my sister goin’ poison her ’osban’ so she get the land and the stock and marry Ken. Then you and I get fired from here.’ ”
