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"Why, my dear," said he, "I think that this is Lady Noble's diamond ring; how came it to be lying in this place?" Whilst they were looking at the ring they heard the sound of a carriage; it was Sir Charles Noble's, and Lady Noble was in it. "Oh, Mr. Fairchild!" she called out of the window of the carriage, "I am in great trouble; I have lost my diamond ring, and it is of very great value.
But Fairchild read them all, in spite of the pain they caused. He finished the last line, looked at the list of officers, and gasped. For there, following one another, were three names, two of which Fairchild had expected. But the other After that, Fairchild heard little that Harry said as he rambled on about the plans for the future.
Fairchild turned at the entrance of the mine and waited for the first of the miners and the accompanying gleam of his carbide. Then, they went within and to the shaft, the light shining downward upon the oily, black water below.
"Alfred Fairchild hm Fairchild I don't recall the name. But that is nothing a thousand names have gone from me. He says he says-hm-hmoh, dear, but it's good! Oh, it's rare! I don't quite remember it, but I seem to it'll all come back to me presently. He says he says hm hm-oh, but that was a game! Oh, spl-endid! How it carries me back!
In the aggregate, the outlook was far from pleasant. The Rodaines had played with stacked cards, and so far every hand had been theirs. Fairchild's credit, and his standing, was ruined. He had been stamped by the coroner's jury as the son of a murderer, and that mark must remain upon him until it could be cleared by forces now imperceptible to Fairchild.
Fairchild came into the parlour, saying to Mrs. Fairchild: "Here, my dear, is a note from Sir Charles Noble, inviting us to spend the day to-morrow, and the children." "Well, my dear," said Mrs. Fairchild, "as Sir Charles Noble has been so kind as to ask us, we must not offend him by refusing to go." The next morning Mr.
It had rested there, calm and warm and enthralling, and it told Fairchild more than all the words in the world could have told just then that she realized that his arm was about her and that she wanted it there. Some way, after that, the stretch of road faded swiftly. Almost before he realized it, they were at the outskirts of the city.
"The town is on the shore of Mirror Lake, and they say it will be an important one, and a summer resort; and no one knows what the name is to be but Mr. Elkins." "Really, a very odd affair!" said Miss Allen, of Fairchild, Antonia's college friend. "It makes a social function of the naming of a town!" "Yes," said Mr. Elkins, "and it is one of the really enduring things we can do.
Four charges hung heavy above him: that of horse-stealing, of burglary, of highway robbery, and worse, the final one of assault with attempt to kill. Fairchild turned wearily away; he could not find the optimism to join Harry's cheerful announcement that it would be "all right." The appearances were otherwise.
Crawford did not take his own life." "Nor would he have done so," declared Doctor Fairchild. "I have known the deceased for many years. He had no reason for wishing to end his life, and, I am sure, no inclination to do so. He was shot by an alien hand, and the deed was probably committed at or near midnight."
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