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"'Jane, he ordered, 'a light a light. "'I have lighted the gas, Mr. Haswell, she cried. "A groan followed. He had himself found a match, had struck it, had even burnt his fingers with it, yet he saw nothing. "The blow had fallen. At almost the very hour which Prescott, by means of his weird telepagram, had predicted, old Haswell was stricken. "'I'm blind, he gasped. 'Send for Dr. Burnham."
He started to stamp out of this room, but not before I had another telepagram which told of a misfortune that was soon to overtake the old man himself. If he had given me a chance I might have saved him, at least have flashed a telepagram to that daughter myself, but he gave me no chance. He was gone.
"Then, when the old man was at last out of the way, you two could decamp with what you could realize before the real daughter cut off somewhere across the continent could hear of the death of her father. It was an excellent scheme. But Haswell's plain material newspaper advertisement was not so effective for your purposes, Prescott, as the more artistic 'telepagram, as you call it.
He started to stamp out of this room, but not before I had another telepagram which told of a misfortune that was soon to overtake the old man himself. If he had given me a chance I might have saved him, at least have flashed a telepagram to that daughter myself, but he gave me no chance. He was gone.
"Then, when the old man was at last out of the way, you two could decamp with what you could realise before the real daughter, cut off somewhere across the continent, could hear of the death of her father. It was an excellent scheme. But Haswell's plain, material newspaper advertisement was not so effective for your purposes, Prescott, as the more artistic 'telepagram, as you call it.
You have disinherited your daughter; she has passed out of your life and at the present moment you do not know where she is. "'That's true, replied the old man bitterly, 'and more than that I don't care. Is that all you see? That's nothing new. "'No, unfortunately, that is not all I see. Can you bear something further? I think you ought to know it. I have here a most mysterious telepagram.
"'Jane, he ordered, 'a light a light. "'I have lighted the gas, Mr. Haswell, she cried. "A groan followed. He had himself found a match, had struck it, had even burnt his fingers with it, yet he saw nothing. "The blow had fallen. At almost the very hour which Prescott, by means of his weird telepagram had predicted, old Haswell was stricken. I'm blind, he gasped. 'Send for Dr. Burnham.
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