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What that experience was will transpire in its proper place. Margaret was getting daily notes from Richard, and Mr. Slocum, overburdened with the secret of Mr. Taggett's presence in the yard, a secret confined exclusively to Mr. Slocum, Richard, and Justice Beemis, was restlessly awaiting developments. The developments came that afternoon when Mr. Taggett walked into the office and startled Mr.
"Stillwater's a healthy place for tramps jest about this time," suggested somebody. "Three on 'em snaked in to-day." "I think, gentlemen, that Mr. Taggett is on the right track there," observed Mr. Snelling, in the act of mixing another Old Holland for Mr. Peters. "Not too sweet, you said? I feel it in my bones that it was a tramp, and that Mr. Taggett will bring him yet."
Shackford if he had caught them flagrante delicto and resisted them, or attempted to call for succor. That the crime was committed by some one in Stillwater or in the neighborhood Mr. Taggett had never doubted since the day of his arrival. The clumsy manner in which the staple had been wrenched from the scullery door showed the absence of a professional hand.
"Why, yes," said Margaret, with an anxious look. "You frighten me with your mysteriousness." "I do not mean to be mysterious, but I don't quite know how to tell you about Mr. Taggett. He has been working underground in this matter of poor Shackford's death, boring in the dark like a mole, and thinks he has discovered some strange things." "Do you mean he thinks he has found out whoi killed Mr.
"A full box of safety matches," continued Mr. Perkins, in a cold, measured voice, as though he were demonstrating a mathematical problem, "contains one hundred matches. Mr. Taggett has discovered a box that contains only ninety-nine. The missing match was used that night in Welch's Court." Richard stared at him blankly. "What can I say?" he gasped.
"Of course it is all a mistake," said Margaret, in nearly her natural voice. "It ought to be easy to convince Mr. Taggett of that." "I have not been able to convince him." "But you will. What has possessed him to fall into such a ridiculous error?" "Mr. Taggett has written out everything at length in this memorandum-book, and you must read it for yourself.
I doubt if she knew anything whatever. Durgin was much too shrewd to trust her, I fancy." As the speakers struck into the principal street, through the lower and busier end of which they were obliged to pass, Mr. Taggett caused a sensation. The drivers of carts and the pedestrians on both sidewalks stopped and looked at him.
Taggett's singular proceeding?" asked Margaret, freezingly. "Not yet; nothing is to be done until Mr. Taggett returns from New York, and then Richard will at once have an opportunity of clearing himself." "It would have spared us all much pain and misunderstanding if he had been sent for in the first instance. Did he know that this person was here in the yard?"
Then the fact that the deceased was in the habit of keeping money in his bedchamber was a fact well known in the village, and not likely to be known outside of it, though of course it might have been. It was clearly necessary for Mr. Taggett to carry his investigation into the workshops and among the haunts of the class which was indubitably to furnish him with the individual he wanted.
The bewildered air of a moment before had passed from Richard; the dullness had faded out of his eyes, leaving them the clear, alert expression they ordinarily wore. He was self-possessed, but the effort his self-possession cost him was obvious. There was a something in his face a dilation of the nostril, a curve of the under lip which put Mr. Taggett very much on his guard. Mr.
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