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The sharp, steady eye, however, did not seem to have moved from his face. At the same time it had aided him to realize that he was, to this well-dressed person at least, a too exhilarated young man wearing a ten-dollar "hand-me-down." "My name is Palford," he said concisely. "That will convey nothing to you. I am of the firm of Palford & Grimby of Lincoln's Inn. This is my card."
"This is, of course, a matter suggesting too serious an accusation not to be approached in the most conservative manner," he remarked. "Most serious consequences have resulted in cases implying libelous assertions which have been made rashly," added Mr. Grimby. "As Mr.
It's screwed on th' right way his head is," grunted Hutchinson. "The curious fellow has a number of friends," the duke remarked to Palford and Grimby, in his impartial tone. "I am hoping you are not thinking of cross-examining me. I have always been convinced that under cross-examination I could be induced to innocently give evidence condemnatory to both sides of any case whatever.
Avenues and vistas were necessary avenues through which the steps of Palford and Grimby might wander, vistas which they might explore with hesitating, investigating glances. So far, the scene remained unpromisingly blank. The American Temple Barholm had simply disappeared, as had his mysterious charge.
Grimby during the deliberately unmelodramatic and carefully connected relation of Captain Palliser's singular story, was that of professional gentlemen who for reasons of good breeding were engaged in restraining outward expression of conviction that they were listening to utter nonsense.
Palford and Mr. Grimby when they entered the room to wear the aspect of a sort of presidiary audience. The sight of his erect head and clear-cut, ivory- tinted old face, with its alert, while wholly unbiased, expression, somewhat startled them both. They had indeed not expected to see him, and did not know why he had chosen to come.
I dare say you would feel more comfortable yourselves." Both Mr. Palford and Mr. Grimby, having made an appointment with Miss Alicia, arrived one afternoon at Temple Barholm to talk to her privately, thereby casting her into a state of agonized anxiety which reduced her to pallor. "Our visit is merely one of inquiry, Miss Temple Barholm," Mr. Palford began.
He was of course a man whose manner had always the finish of composure. He did not seem disturbed or even very curious only kind and most polite. "If we only knew where he was!" she began again. "If we only knew where Mr. Strangeways was!" "My impression is that Messrs. Palford & Grimby will probably find them both before long," he consoled her.
"For that reason he no doubt talked to you more freely than to other people," Mr. Grimby put it. "Perhaps, Palford, it would be as well to explain to Miss Temple Barholm that a curious feature of this matter is that it in a way involves certain points concerning the late Mr. Temple Barholm." Miss Alicia uttered a pathetic exclamation. "Poor Jem who died so cruelly!" Mr.
I know neither of them could lie or do a wicked, cunning thing. Temple is the soul of honor." It was quite an inspirational outburst. She had never before in her life said so much at one time. Of course tears began to stream down her face, while Mr. Palford and Mr. Grimby gazed at her in great embarrassment. "If Mr. Strangeways was poor Jem come back alive, Temple did not know- -he never knew.
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