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Updated: May 29, 2025
For a long time that night Thayor sat staring into the fire in his room, his mind going over the events of the day the luncheon the talk of those around the table the tones of Holcomb's voice as he said, "It was about his wife," and then the added refrain: "He couldn't get away; his little girl fell ill." How did his case differ? Suddenly he roused himself and sprang to his feet.
Mis' Holcomb's got to freeze a freezer o' her lemon ice she gets it smooth as a mud pie. Mis' Toplady, she'll come in on the baked stuff raised rolls an' a big devil's food. An' I'd kind o' meant to look to you for the salad, but I s'pose you won't want to bother now...." And when I had hastened to assume the salad, "Well, I am glad," she owned, with a relieved sigh.
And by the time we had finished reading it, I for one, had reached one solid conclusion. "I'm convinced," I said, "that the stranger Rhamda Avec is an out-and-out villain. Despite his agreeable ways, I think he was solely and deliberately to blame for Professor Holcomb's disappearance. Consequently, this Rhamda is, in himself, a very valuable clue as to Harry's present predicament."
These were indispensable when on Monday morning we found that it was impossible for our ship to approach within half a mile of the shore, and the men were ferried from the steamer to the bank, where a lively little skirmish was going on between some Confederate scouts and Col. Dick Holcomb's First Louisiana.
He would give this Congressman the battle of his life for this prize, of that he was confident. "I have an engagement with Mrs. Holcomb, Senator Holcomb's wife," she said, "so I must hurry away, but I expect to be back to see father." "I think I'll just wait," suggested Norton.
Well, give me one," and he drew a handful of small change from his pocket. "Holcomb's the name. Chester G. Holcomb." Catherine inscribed the name in her pretty even hand upon a blue card, numbered it 2, and handed it to her patron. He laid down thirty-five cents and turned away. "O," said Catherine, flushing softly. "You didn't understand.
Mis' Holcomb's neck stiffened a little. "I guess I can cook a thing or two beside mash' potatoes," she said, and thought for a minute. "How'd you like a pan o' 'scalloped oysters an' some baked macaroni with plenty o' cheese?" she demanded. "Sounds like it'd go down awful easy," admitted Calliope, smiling. "It's just what we need to carry the dinner off full sail," she added earnestly.
Holcomb's lecture, promised but never delivered, had been announced as The Blind SPOT! To Watson it was fairly astounding to discover that the two Holcomb and Avec had reached simultaneously for the curtain of the shadow. The professor had said that it would be "the greatest day since Columbus." And so it had proven, did the world but know it. "And the Rhamda Avec never returned?" asked Chick.
It's your funeral, Harry. When you have found, it let me know and I'll beat you to the patent." With that he turned to his desk and dug into one of his everlasting formulas. Just the same, next day when I entered Holcomb's lecture-room I was in for a surprise. My husky room-mate was in the seat beside me. "What's the big idea?" I asked. "Big idea is right, Harry," he grinned.
This increased to positive enthusiasm when one of the actor's massive turquoise rings struck the rim of the stranger's wine glass, nearly spilling the contents into Holcomb's lap, and which Holcomb's deft touch righted with the quickness of a squirrel, before a drop left its edge, a feat of dexterity which brought from the actor in his best stage voice: "Zounds, sir!
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