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Updated: July 11, 2025
The two medical men were together in the room with the body for some time, and when they came out Viola Carwell was there to meet them. Dr. Lambert put his arms about her. He had known her all her life since she first ventured into this world, in fact and his manner was most fatherly. "Oh, Uncle Add!" she murmured to him for she had long called him by this endearing title Oh, Uncle Add!
"I came here for some quiet fishing, and to get my mind off detective work. I was dragged into a diamond cross mystery not long since, sorely against my will, and now " "I am sorry " began Bartlett. "Oh, well, it can't be helped," the colonel said. "I'd give up more than a fishing trip for a daughter of Horace Carwell. You may let her know that I'll come, if it will give her any comfort.
Carwell imported." "So they say. Forette was to leave at the end of the month. Well, I'm much obliged to you. A friend of mine was going to engage him, but if he has such a reputation not reliable, you know, I guess I'll look farther. Much obliged," and the colonel, who, it is needless to say, had not revealed his true character to the garage owner, turned aside.
As Harry Bartlett turned aside, waving back the curiosity seekers that were already leaving the former scene of excitement for the latest, LeGrand Blossom came up. He seemed very cool and not at all excited, considering what had happened. "I will look after Miss Carwell," he said. "Perhaps you had better see to Mr. Carwell Mr. Carwell's remains, Blossom," suggested Captain Poland.
"We must face the facts, however unpleasant they are," said Dr. Lambert, in a low voice. "We must recognize that this will be public talk in a little while. A man so well-known a character as was my old friend Horace Carwell can not die suddenly in the midst of a championship golf game, and let the matter rest there." "The papers will take it up," said Dr. Baird. "The papers!" broke in Viola.
"The book, 'Poisonous Plants of New Jersey' was taken out by Miss Viola Carwell," said the girl. Characteristic as it was of Colonel Ashley not to show surprise, he could hardly restrain an indication of it when he reached The Haven, and found Miss Mary Carwell and Viola there. They were not expected until the next day, but while her niece was temporarily absent Miss Carwell explained the matter.
That was what Viola had been living in continual fear of since her father's death that some disclosure would shock her that she might come upon some phase of his past life which would not bear the full light of day. For Horace Carwell had not stinted himself of the pleasures of life as he saw them. He had eaten and drunk and he had made merry.
In anticipation of some remarkable playing, an unusually large gallery would follow the contestants around. The best caddies had been selected, clubs had been looked to with care and tested, new balls were got out, and there was much subdued excitement, as befitted the occasion. Mr. Carwell, his always flushed face perhaps a trifle more like a mild sunset than ever, strolled to the first tee.
I'm a sport, I am!" was the defiant remark. "So was Mr. Carwell Old Carwell we used to call him. But he had more pep than some of you younger chaps. "Leave his name out of this!" growled LeGrand, like some dog trying to keep his temper against the attacks of a cur. "This woman I needn't tell you her name now, for she has several," he went on to Minnie.
"Now if you'll tell me the best hotel to stop at here," said the colonel, as they alighted from the train, "I'll put up there and see Miss Carwell." "She requested me to bring you at once to her home," said Bartlett. "You are to be her guest. She thought perhaps you would want to examine the to see Mr. Carwell's body before " "Oh, yes. I suppose I had better. Then the funeral has not been held?"
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