I saw Aspinall two days later, and as we walked towards the station I broached the matter.
"Certainly; I thought he tripped me, but he has written me and said how sorry he was for my accident, so, of course, it rests there."
"Candidly, Aspinall, have you any doubt yourself?"
"No, old fellow. I'm sorry, but I really think he tripped me. He was riled at a little hustling from Shannon's lot, and I may have upset him myself occasionally. But it is a small matter."
I looked at the bandages across his cheek, and I didn't think it small.
"But, Aspinall, even if we leave you out of the business, it isn't a small matter for us, especially for Bourne."
"Well, no; hardly for you," he admitted. "'Twas a pi