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One of My Sons

Chapter 10 THE PENCIL

Word Count: 1245    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

eces which seem to form part of the shelf on which they stand. When it was again quite level, he pointed to

Leighton Gillespie go

e ans

consulting the faces about him for the answer he proba

ce from the library. "I hate his purita

the impression made by thi

guilt or innocence of anyone by the time marked by these hands, you will make a mistake. The clock has been out of or

Dr. Frisbie. "Let none of you attempt to speak while he is present

n such a state of disorder that the orderly old butler groaned as his eyes fell upon the heaped-up rugs, the o

here?" he grumbled.

all understood him. The co

this wou

ce, mumbled, and shook his head. T

ng for days; has it, Miss? I have had to use my watch in

osing up of every avenue of inquiry w

ifted up his glass and held it out a long while before he drank it. I think he looked at each one of the young gentlemen in turn, but I didn't care to watch him too closely, for there was something solemn about him which made me feel queer, living so long as I

ss the hall. "You are making a -- mess of t

motioned the

experienced a desire to be quit of it, and would certainly have made some movement towards

oroner was issu

me down again for a few minutes. Dr. Bennett

exclaimed, as Leighton was

ire restraint put upon the movements of the two sons of Mr. Gillespie who are known to have entered this room during the hour when this fatal dose was administered. The one called Alfred, having remained above, is for the present free from suspicion. I would be glad to show the same consideration to the

had been shifting uneasily under Geo

founded on a misconception. If George and Leighton are to be subjected to surveillance on account of entering the dining-room this evening, then I want to

and my heart warmed towards the man who in the heat of anger could strike a brother to the ground, but sc

t to be too quick with my sympathies. Kindly as he beamed upon this favoured object of his attention, I saw that he took little stock in the generous attitude assumed by Mr. Gillespie

ticle you refer

,-that it held a small object standing upright

encil," Alfred ack

s a clean one, Mr. Gillespie. I assure you I examined it closely before making it a receptacl

his features convulsed. Then he bent impulsively forward and put his nose to the object Mr. Gr

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