He read it attentively, and returned it to me with a thoughtful look. 'It is cut from an old newspaper, printed a good many years ago, Turk. Do you find anything singular in it?' 'I do; something very singular indeed; but how on earth did you come across it, Chris?' 'I will tell you another time. First, I want to know what it is that strikes you as singular in the account.' 'Well, Chris, there's the knob in this Bullpit's head----' 'Yes, Turk.' 'Mr. Glover has one precisely similar on his head.' I could scarcely restrain the expression of my satisfaction at this proof that, without prompting, his thoughts were taking the same direction as mine. 'Yes, you told me so, Turk; and that sort of thing runs in families, you said.' 'I did say so, and I think so.' 'Mr. Glover said he was born with it.' 'Yes, he told me so distinctly,' said Turk, with a puzzled look. 'That's all right, then. What else do you find singular in it, Turk?' 'Well, there's that habit of Anthony Bullpit's of biting his nails. Mr. Glover does the same.' 'Yes; anything else?' I asked eagerly. 'Well, Chris, the teeth. Mr. Glover's two middle teeth in his top jaw have just the kind of slit between them that caused the detective to discover Anthony Bullpit, for all his disguise.' I uttered an exclamation of triumph. 'Now, what do you make of all this, Turk? Do you think it possible that such remarkable peculiarities can exist in two men without there being a relationship between them? Turk, as sure as I stand here, Mr. Glover is Anthony Bullpit's son. Don't interrupt me. If he is a convict's son, what becomes of his good character and his unblemished name, of which he is always preaching, as you know? He trades upon it, Turk--he trades upon it; and if it were made public that his father was a forger and a convicted thief, it would be the greatest blow he could receive. This man is a scoundrel, Turk; a scoundrel and a hypocrite.' I believe he is, Chris,' said Turk, carried away probably by my hot words; but what good can come of exposure--what good to you, I mean? 'Why, Turk, are you blind? Can't you see that I can make the best use in the world of this strange discovery?' I told him rapidly what had passed between old Mac and me, and the opinion which the old actor entertained of Mr. Glover, and then I developed my own plan of action. 'It is very simple, Turk. I want Mr. Glover immediately to cease his attentions to Jessie, whose eyes, according to old Mac's account, have only lately been opened to his real character. Jessie, I have no doubt, is under obligations to him; and he may take advantage of this to persecute her. If he does this, I shall expose him; but I shall first give him a chance of withdrawing himself voluntarily. I think there will be no reason to fear that he will prove an active enemy; the proof that I hold will take the sting out of him----'