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Old Colonel Elkin is nominated for Sheriff that's right." Harrison was elected in November, and the great preoccupation of most of the Whigs was, of course, the distribution of the offices which they felt belonged to them as the spoils of battle.
Elkin, who watched the progress of the event with another instrument, thought the intrinsic brilliancy of the nucleus scarcely surpassed by that of the sun's surface. Nevertheless it had no sooner touched it than it vanished as if annihilated. But this proved not to have been the case. The observers at the Cape had witnessed a genuine transit.
When the "n" is not in the surname, at least the Christian contains the indispensable letter, as John Murray, Elkin Matthew. Even when it can find refuge nowhere else the "n" creeps into the "and" of the firm or into the "Sons." The very Clarendon Press has the trademark. Who is the stock publisher of the eighteenth century? Tonson! Who were the first publishers of Shakespeare? Condell & Heminge.
Winter scraped the other cheek, his chin, and upper lip. "Shall I go to the bathroom first, or listen?" he inquired. "Ah, well, I'm tired, and hiking these frail bones to bed till twelve, so I'll give you a condensed version," snapped Furneaux. "Elkin 's illness, begun by whiskey and over-excitement, developed into steady poisoning by Siddle.
Do 'ee know un? Breeds 'osses at Mount Farm, a mile that-a-way," and Bates pointed to the west. Grant hazarded a guess, and described the face of condemnation seen at the inn. Bates nodded. "That's un," he said. Then he drove the spade into the rich loam. "They do say," he added, apparently as an after-thought, "as Fred Elkin is mighty sweet on Doris, but her'll 'ave nowt to do wi' un."
"Lay yer five quid to one, Hobbs, that the police cop the scoundrel afore this day fortnight," cried Elkin noisily. Then Mr. Siddle put in a mild word. "Gentlemen," he said, "let me remind you that we four will probably be jurors at the inquest." That was a sobering thought. Elkin subsided, and Hobbs looked critically at the remains of a gill of beer. Ingerman took stock of the chemist.
Out he went, not even heeding Tomlin's appeal to drink the ginger-ale he had just ordered. "Just like 'im," sighed Hobbs. "Good-'earted fellow! Would find hexcuses for a black rat." Elkin talked more freely now that the chemist's disapproving eye was off him. Ultimately, Mr. Franklin elected to smoke a cigar in the open air, and strolled forth.
You look as though you'd run a mile," commented Elkin. "This murder has kept me busy," growled the other, frankly mopping his forehead. "Ay, that's so. And it isn't done with yet, by a long way. Pity you weren't in the Hare and Hounds last night. You'd have heard something. There's a chap staying there, name of Ingerman " "I've met him. The dead woman's husband."
What have you been doing to yourself, Mr. Elkin? You look peeky to-day." "Too much whiskey and tobacco. I'll call at Siddle's for a 'pick-me-up. Am I wanted for the jury?" "Yes. I left a notice at your place last evening." "I didn't get it." "Been away?" "No. Fact is, I went home late, and didn't bother about letters this morning. What time is the inquest?"
But you're looking at 'The Start. Have a peep at this one, 'The Finish. The artist would have his joke. You see that the dark horse wins." "How did you persuade Elkin to part with them?" "By paying him a tempting price, of course. I'm a weak-minded ass in such matters." The chemist busied himself to oblige the detective, wrapping and tying the packages neatly.
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