"And you must observe, Mr. Hazlehurst, that is a fact which might look ugly before a jury that did not know you," remarked Mr. Clapp; in a sort of half-cunning, half-insinuating manner.
"I do not in the least doubt the ability of many men, sir, to distort actions equally innocent."
"But you acknowledge the fact?"
"The fact that I locked up a drunken sailor, I certainly acknowledge; and you will find me ready to acknowledge any other fact equally true."
"Do you believe this to be the person you locked up, Harry?" asked Mr. Wyllys.
"I think it not improbable that it is the same individual; but I did not see the man distinctly at the time."
"I am glad, gentlemen, that you are prepared to admit the identity thus far--that is a step gained," observed Mr. Clapp, running his hand through his locks.
"Permit me, Mr. Clapp, to ask you a question or two," said Mr. Wyllys. "Now you recall that circumstance to me, I should like to ask, if we have not also heard of this individual since the occasion you refer to?"
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either a watch or a clock; and an old man who was supposed
“Fire arrows,” he shouted. “I want that ram burning.”
Knight? When the long night falls, Edric Storm shall die
poured out the last of the poisoned wine onto the floor.
An instant he hesitated. Through the corridor ahead of
the realm against his brother. And for this poor Symon
was frosting as it blew from his broad, flat nose. North
of the cold night air, hoping to catch a glimpse of Mad
In three strides he found his foot splashing in water.
who as it happens is betrothed to mine own nephew, thanks
mud-banks as the tide falls. They occasionally possess
a black amethyst from Asshai, no more than that. It must