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On all sides this was the verdict, one long-haired critic of international fame even claiming openly that Henshaw had not only equaled his former best work, but had gone beyond it, in both artistry and technique. It was a brilliant gathering. Society, as usual, in costly evening gowns and correct swallow-tails rubbed elbows with names famous in the world of Art and Letters.
"We don't see how it could be otherwise, sir," he replied with quiet conviction. "Clearly the deceased gentleman must have been alone in the room when he died." "Might he not have locked the door after the wound was given?" Henshaw suggested in a tone of cross-examination. "Dr. "Even supposing the autopsy bears out that view I shall not be satisfied," Henshaw declared.
As to there being an adequate reason for alarm Gifford was not inclined to question, since he quite realized that this man Henshaw might easily constitute himself a grave annoyance to the Morristons.
At the corner of the street he pulled himself together by a great effort, and walking rapidly to his house put the key in the lock and turned it. The door was fast and the lights were out. He knocked, at first lightly, but gradually increasing in loudness. At the fourth knock a light appeared in the room above, the window was raised, and Mrs. Henshaw leaned out. "Mr.
Henshaw's sharp scrutiny was immediately transferred from Morriston to his companions. "Can you, gentlemen, throw any light on the matter?" he asked sharply. "None at all, I am sorry to say," Kelson answered readily. "I may as well tell you how our very slight acquaintance with him came about." "If you please," Henshaw responded, in a tone more of command than request.
"I'll admit I haven't ever given any special indication of an absorbing passion for work. But what can you expect of a fellow born with a whole dozen silver spoons in his mouth? And that's what I was, according to Bertram Henshaw. According to him again, it's a wonder I ever tried to feed myself; and perhaps he's right with my mouth already so full." "I should say so," laughed Arkwright.
I want to speak to Mr. Henshaw particularly." Two minutes passed. Laverick, meanwhile, had been washing his hands ready to go out. Then the telephone bell rang. He took up the receiver. "Hullo! Is that Henshaw?" "I'm Henshaw," was the answer. "That's Laverick, isn't it? How are you, old fellow?" "I'm all right," Laverick replied. "What is it that you want to see me about?"
It's the knuckles you'll feel the most, cap'n." But McTee, deep in thought, was walking from the bridge. He went straight to the hole of the ship and questioned some of the firemen, and they told him that Harrigan had done no work passing coal the day before; Campbell, it appeared, had taken him for some special job. With this tidings the Scotchman hastened back to Henshaw.
I don't mind for myself; but only think of the people whose homes are here," she finished, just above her breath. Mrs. Greggory was found to be living in two back rooms at the top of four flights of stairs, up which William Henshaw toiled with increasing weariness and dismay, punctuating each flight with a despairing: "Billy, really, I think we should turn back!"
"As if I'd ever let you keep me from it, Bertram Henshaw, after this!" she contested. "I'm not going to do another thing in all my life but cook! When I think of the stuff we had to eat, after all the time I took to get it, I'm simply crazy! Do you think I'd run the risk of such a thing as this ever happening again?" On the day after his dinner with Mr. and Mrs.
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