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There was food for thought in what he said He had

taken punishment in defense of my property-the crack

on his head was undeniable-and I could not abuse

hirace; not, at

least, without tiation and study However,

I ventured to ask hi, shouldn't you think it quite

likely that Morgan was the other aze squarely

"I think it wholly possible, Mr Glenarm"

"And the man who helped you-who in the devil was

he?"

"Bless htily to see hi for your

head I'll sue doctor if you say so"

"No; thank you, sir I'll take care of it myself"

"And noe'll keep quiet about this Don't mention

it or discuss it with any one"

"Certainly not, sir"

He rose, and staggered a little, but crossed to the

broad reat chimney-breast, rested

his arm upon it for a moment, passed his hand over the

dark ith a sort of caress, then bent his eyes upon

the floor littered with books and drawings and papers

torn from the cabinets and all splashed with tallow and

wax froht had increased until

the havoc wrought by the night's visitors was fully apparent

The ht Bates' lip quivered as he saw the