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Updated: May 23, 2025
Clad in a long gown, with loose sleeves, Gen'l Darrington stood near the hearth, brandishing the brass unicorn in one hand, the other thrown out and clinched; the face rather more than profile, scarcely three-quarters, was wonderfully distinct, and the hair much dishevelled.
The window on the front piazza was open, and witness had searched the piazza and the grounds for tracks, but discovered no traces of the burglar and murderer, who had escaped before the rain ceased, otherwise the tracks would have been found. Witness was positive that the prisoner was the same person whom he had seen coming out of the bed-room, and with whom General Darrington had quarrelled.
Jagged edges fitted into each other, and he lifted for the inspection of hundreds of eyes, the long envelope marked and underscored:"LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT OF ROBERT LUKE DARRINGTON." The lower edge of the paper was at one corner brown, scorched, somewhat burned. "Lucullus Grantlin." An elderly man of noble presence advanced, and Mr.
The vital import of this interview lies in the great stress Gen'l Darrington placed upon the statement he iterated and reiterated; that he had disinherited his daughter, and drawn up a will bequeathing his entire estate to his step-son Prince.
Suppose that this mysterious person was fully cognizant of the family secrets of the Darringtons? Suppose that he knew that Mrs. Brentano and her daughter would inherit a large fortune, if Gen'l Darrington died intestate?
Why should I? Women will only be in the way; and who could desire to contemplate so horrible a spectacle? It will merely harrow your feelings, Aunt Patty, and you can do no good." "It is my Christian duty as a neighbor; and I was always very fond of the first Mrs. Darrington, Helena Tracey. What is this wicked world coming to? Robbery and murder stalking bare-faced through the land.
"I am ordered to arrest you for the murder of General Darrington." "Murder! General Darrington is alive and well. I have just left him. Stand back! Do not touch me. I will call on the police to protect me." Laying his fingers firmly on her arm, he beckoned to two men clad in police uniform, who promptly approached.
Dunbar could see now and then, as they dashed past a street lamp, that she sat upright, still as stone. At last she said, in a tone peculiarly calm, like that of one talking in sleep: "What did it mean that verdict?" "That you went back to 'Elm Bluff' with no intention of attacking Gen'l Darrington." "That I went there deliberately to steal, and then to avoid detection, killed him?
General Darrington was most brutally murdered." "Poor old gentleman! How incredible it seems that such awful crimes can be committed in our quiet neighborhood? who could have been so guilty; and what motive could have prompted such a fiendish act?" "The one all-powerful evil passion of mankind greed of gold; lust of filthy lucre.
"I will very gladly do so if you will only give me just one gentle, forgiving kind word to comfort mother." He set his teeth, and shook his head. "Good-bye, Gen'l Darrington. When you lie down to die, I hope God will be more merciful to your poor soul, than you have shown yourself to your suffering child." He bowed profoundly.
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