A crisis was approaching round the corner. This, to the skilled eyes of
Mr. Byrd, was no longer doubtful. Even if he had not observed the
wondering glances cast in that direction by persons who could see the
owner of that now immovable elbow, he would have been assured that all
was not right, by the alert expression which had now taken the place of
the stolid and indifferent look which had hitherto characterized the
face of the man he believed to be a detective.
A panther about to spring could not have looked more threatening, and
the wonder was, that there were no more to observe this exciting
by-play. Yet the panther did not spring, and the inquiry went on.
"The witness I now propose to call," announced the coroner, after a
somewhat trying delay, "is the proprietor of the Eastern Hotel. Ah, here
he is. Mr. Symonds, have you brought your register for the past week?"
"Yes, sir," answered the new-comer, with a good deal of flurry in his
manner and an embarrassed look about him, which convinced Mr. Byrd that
the words in regard to whose origin he had been so doubtful that
morning, had been real words and no dream.
"Very well, then, submit it, if you please, to the jury, and tell us in
the meantime whether you have entertained at your house this week any
guest who professed to come from Toledo?"
"I don't know. I don't remember any such," began the witness, in a
stammering sort of way. "We have always a great many men from the West
stopping at our house, but I don't recollect any special one who
registered himself as coming from Toledo."
"You, however, always expect your guests to put their names in your
book?"
"Yes, sir."
There was something in the troubled look of the man which aroused the
suspicion of the coroner, and he was about to address him with another
question when one of the jury, who was looking over the register, spoke
up and asked:
"Who is this Clement Smith who writes himself down here as coming from
Toledo?"
"Smith?--Smith?" repeated Symonds, going up to the juryman and looking
over his shoulder at the book. "Oh, yes, the gentleman who came
yesterday. He----"
But at this moment a slight disturbance occurring in the other room, the
witness paused and looked about him with that same embarrassed look
before noted. "He is at the hotel now," he added, with an attempt at
ease, transparent as it was futile.
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