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Assheton is of the character which you have given him. "I therefore refrain, as far as I am able, from drawing any conclusion till the matter is cleared up. "I may add that he deeply resents your conduct; his anger and indignation were terrible to see. "Sincerely yours, "Edward Taynton. Godfrey Mills, Esq." Mr.

"Did he write anything?" "No, sir." "How do you know that?" "I went with him from room to room, and should have seen if he had done so." "Did anybody else enter the flat during those days?" "Yes, sir." "Who?" "Mr. Taynton." The whole court seemed to give a great sigh; then it was quiet again.

What if they met there, alone? For an hour perhaps Mr. Taynton delved at these problems, and at the end even it did not seem as if he had solved them satisfactorily, for when he went out of his house, as he did at the end of this time to get a little breeze if such was obtainable, his face was still shadowed and overclouded.

It does not strike me as being too fanciful to see in that some little trace perhaps of your handiwork." "Yes, that looks like me," said Mills shortly. Mr. Taynton took a meditative sip at his brandy and soda. "My evening also has not been altogether wasted," he said.

Though no relation he had all his life been a father to Morris, and while Miss Madge Templeton was young and had the spring and elasticity of youth, so that, though all this was indeed terrible enough, she might be expected to get over it, Mr. Taynton was advanced in years and it seemed that he was utterly broken by the shock.

Taynton, as was indeed to be expected, had been much affected during the giving of his evidence, and when the inquest was over, he returned to Brighton feeling terribly upset by this sudden tragedy, which had crashed without warning into his life.

But, as I pointed out to you, something of the sort was necessary." Mr. Taynton suddenly dropped his slightly clerical manner. "You have done excellently, my dear friend," he said. "And as you pointed out to me, it was indeed necessary to do something of the sort. I think by now, your revelations have already begun to take effect. Yes, I think I will take a little brandy and soda.

Good night Morris; don't break your neck my dear boy, in trying to break records." Morris hardly attended to this, for the game was critical. He just rang the bell, said good night, and had thrown again before the door had closed behind Mr. Taynton. Below, in answer to the bell, was standing his servant. Mr.

Taynton, so kindly is the nature of happiness, contemplated no revengeful step on his partner; he searched his heart and found that no trace of rancour against poor Mills was hoarded there. Whether happiness makes us good, is a question not yet decided, but it is quite certain that happiness makes us forget that we have been bad, and it seemed to Mr.

He had, however, the charm that a very active and vivid mind always possesses, and though small and slight, he was a figure that would be noticed anywhere, so keen and wide-awake was his face. Beside him Mr. Taynton looked like a benevolent country clergyman, more distinguished for amiable qualities of the heart, than intellectual qualities of the head.