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"I shouldn't have thought he could have stirred in the morning," Rulledge employed Halson's pause to say. "Well, this beaver had to," Halson said. "He was not the only early riser. He found Miss Hazelwood at the station before him." "What!" Rulledge shouted. I confess the fact rather roused me, too; and Wanhope's eyes kindled with a scientific pleasure. "She came right towards him. 'Mr.
He suggested shouting, but she wouldn't let him; she said it would be ridiculous, if the others heard them, and useless if they didn't. So they tramped on till till the accident happened." "The accident!" Rulledge exclaimed in the voice of our joint emotion. "He stepped on a loose stone and turned his foot," Halson explained. "It wasn't a sprain, luckily, but it hurt enough.
Everybody I've met here to-night has asked me, the first thing, if I'd heard of it, and if I knew how it could have happened." "And do you?" Rulledge asked. "I can give a pretty good guess," Halson said, running his merry eyes over our faces. "Anybody can give a good guess," Rulledge said. "Wanhope is doing it now." "Don't let me interrupt." Halson turned to him politely. "Not at all.
His eyes were dancing with what seemed the inextinguishable gayety of his temperament, rather than any present occasion, and his smile carried his little mustache well away from his handsome teeth. "Private?" "Come in, come in!" Minver called to him. "Thought you were in Japan?" "My dear fellow," Halson answered, "you must brush up your contemporary history.
I'd rather hear your guess. If you know Braybridge better than I," Wanhope said. "Well," Halson compromised, "perhaps I've known him longer." He asked, with an effect of coming to business, "Where were you?" "Tell him, Rulledge," Minver ordered, and Rulledge apparently asked nothing better. He told him in detail, all we knew from any source, down to the moment of Wanhope's arrested conjecture.
His eyes were dancing with what seemed the inextinguishable gayety of his temperament, rather than any present occasion, and his smile carried his little mustache well away from his handsome teeth. "Private?" "Come in! come in!" Minver called to him. "Thought you were in Japan?" "My dear fellow," Halson answered, "you must brush up your contemporary history.
Minver asked. Rulledge would not let Wanhope answer. "Go on, Halson," he said. Halson roused himself from the reverie in which he was sitting with glazed eyes. "Well, what made it a little more anxious was that he had heard of bears on that mountain, and the green afternoon light among the trees was perceptibly paling.
Halson smiled with radiant recognition. "Fact will always imitate fiction, if you give her time enough," I said. "Had they got back to the other picnickers?" Rulledge asked with a tense voice. "In sound, but not in sight of them. She wasn't going to bring him into camp in that state; besides she couldn't.
Then he burst out, "I believe every word Halson said. If there's any fake in the thing, it's the fake that Minver owned to." "Chug-chug, chug-chug!" That was the liner, and it had been saying the same thing for two nights and two days.
It struck me for the first time that a fire on the hearth was out of keeping with a Turkish room, but I felt that the cups of black coffee restored the lost balance in some measure. Before we had settled into our wonted places in fact, almost as we entered Halson looked over his shoulder and said: "Mr. Wanhope, I want you to hear this story of my friend's.
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