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Carraway's corn he announced rather forcibly his disbelief in the utility of any such infernal Christmas present as that.
The girl, dressed daintily in a faded muslin, with an organdy kerchief crossed over her swelling bosom, flashed upon Carraway's delighted vision like one of the maidens hanging, gilt-framed, in the old lady's parlour. That she was the particular pride of the family the one luxury they allowed themselves besides their costly mother the lawyer realised upon the instant.
And we have Carraway's report that it was Sprague's fingerprints on those nickleplated things you have to press together to make the screen roll up or down. Furthermore, I haven't a doubt in the world that the ballistics expert in Chicago will report that the bullet was fired from the same gun that killed Nita Selim." "Neither have I," Dundee agreed.
However, after a moment she managed to blurt out, "Perhaps I can make one of them dainty enough to send to your mother for her Christmas present." "I was about to suggest that very same thing," said Carraway, brushing the dust from his sleeve. "Either you could send it or Mollie" Mollie was Mr. Carraway's small daughter.
He carried the screen his own hands protected by gloves, I suppose to where Sprague's right hand lay palm upward, on the floor, and pressed the thumb and forefinger against the catches, making fingerprints all right, but they were reversed as I discovered when it occurred to me to examine the photographs of Sprague's fingerprints in Carraway's office today.
Then as they swung open the great iron gate, with its new coat of red, he touched Carraway's sleeve and spoke in a hoarse whisper. "Thar's Mr. Christopher himself over yonder," he said, "an' Lord bless my soul, if he ain't settin' out old Fletcher's plants. Thar! he's standin' up now the big young fellow with the basket.
The white crocheted tidies on the chair-backs, elaborated with endless patience out of innumerable spools of darning cotton, lent a feminine touch to the furniture, which for an instant distracted Carraway's mental vision from the impending personality of Fletcher himself.
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