The Murderers Die
‘Yes, the murder of a poor girl who tried to help Oliver. Your evil friends will hang because they murdered her.
You should be hanged too!’
Monks walked up and down the room. His dark eyes were full of fear.
‘I have written all this down,’ Mr. Brownlow said. ‘You must sign the paper. Oliver must have half of his father’s money. Then you must leave the country. Do you agree?’
‘I agree. I have no choice,’ Monks said.