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Indeed, one felt that Snedden, who was somewhat of both student and dreamer, needed a manager. "I'm glad your train was on time," bustled Mrs. Snedden. "Luncheon will be ready in a few moments now." We had barely time to look about before Gertrude led us into the dining-room and introduced us to the other boarders.
Snedden. "MacLeod," he said, finally, turning gravely toward us, and, for the present, seeming to ignore the presence of the others, "this amazing series of crimes has brought home to me forcibly the alarming possibilities of applying modern scientific devices to criminal uses. New modes and processes seem to bring new menaces." "Like carbon-monoxide poisoning?" suggested MacLeod.
We had scarcely entered when a messenger-boy came up the path from the gate. Both Kennedy and MacLeod turned toward him, expecting some reply to the numerous messages of alarm sent out earlier in the afternoon. "Telegram for Mrs. Snedden," announced the boy. "MRS. Snedden?" queried Kennedy, surprised, then quickly: "Oh yes, that's all right. I'll take care of it."
Cameron, quoted by Snedden, speaks of a fellow-student who had a supernumerary nipple, and also says he saw a case in a little boy who had an extra pair of nipples much wider than the ordinary ones. Ansiaux, surgeon of Liege, saw a conscript of thirteen whose left mamma was well developed like that of a woman, and whose nipple was surrounded by a large areola.
The man Saml Snedden, the first settler in Lockwood Valley, Cal. awoke and saw the great beast towering over him and stretching up in a vain effort to reach the venison, and he greatly feared that in coming down to all fours again the bear might forget his presence and step upon him.
As we sped along, I could not help feeling, though I said nothing, that, somehow, the strange disappearances must have something to do with the mysterious phantom destroyer. I did not tell even Snedden about the little that Kennedy had discovered, for I had learned that it was best to let Craig himself tell, at his own time and in his own way.
Bill Snedden wanted you to come out and see his horse." "See his horse!" exclaimed the doctor in surprise. "Yes, Democracy hasn't been feeling well. Just sort of mopin' around the stall. Not sick just out of sorts, you know, down-hearted like." "Well, why doesn't he get Dr. Moody? Horses are not my line." "O but he says this is different. Democracy is more like a human being than a horse, and Dr.
Just at present, however, it was the Snedden house that interested us most, for we felt the need of getting ourselves established in this strange community. It was an old-fashioned farm-house and had been purchased very cheaply by Snedden several years before. He had altered it and brought it up to date, and the combination of old and new proved to be typical of the owner as well as of the house.
MacLeod was on the train, but did not speak to us, and it was perhaps just as well, for the cabmen and others hanging about the station were keenly watching new arrivals, and any one with MacLeod must have attracted attention. We selected or were, rather, selected by one of the cabmen and driven immediately to the Snedden house.
I replied, enthusiastically. "Then you'll go down to Nitropolis?" queried MacLeod, eagerly. "You can catch a train that will get you there about noon. And the company will pay you well." "MacLeod, with the mystery, Miss Snedden, and the remuneration, you are irresistible," smiled Kennedy. "Thank you," returned the detective. "You won't regret it.
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