Detective and mystery stories; Inheritance and succession -- Fiction
But that nod did not come, not even after Mr. Ransom, astonished at the
long pause, turned on the stranger his own haggard and inquiring eyes.
Instead, Mr. Goodenough lifted a blank stare to either face beside him,
and, shaking his head, stumbled awkwardly back in an endeavor to leave
the room. Mr. Ransom, taken wholly by surprise, uttered some peremptory
ejaculation, but a glance from the lawyer quieted him, and not till they
were all shut up again in that convenient room at the head of the stairs
did any of the three speak.
And not even then without an embarrassed pause. Both the lawyer and his
unhappy client had a deep and, in the case of the latter, a heartrending
disappointment to overcome, and the clock on the stairs ticked out
several seconds before the lawyer ventured to remark:
"Miss Hazen's face is quite new to you, I perceive. Evidently it was not
her twin sister you met on the high road this morning."
"Nor anything like her," protested the man. "A different face entirely;
prettier and more saucy. Such a gal as a man like me would be glad to
call darter."
"Oh, I see!" assented the lawyer. Then with the instinctive caution of
his class, "You have made no mistake?"
"Not a bit of a one," emphasized the other. "Sorry I can't give the
gentleman any hope, but if the sisters look alike, it was not this
woman's twin I met. I'm ready to take my oath on that."
"Very well. One catches at straws in a stress like this. Here's a fiver
to pay for your trouble, and another for the lad who brought you here.
Good day. We had no sound reason for expecting any different result from
our experiment."
The man bowed awkwardly and went out. Mr. Harper brought down his fist
heavily on the table, and after a short interval of silence, during which
he studiously avoided meeting his companion's eye, he remarked:
"I am as much taken aback as yourself. For all he had to say about her
gay clothing, I expected a different result. The girl on the highway was
neither Mrs. Ransom nor her sister. We have made a confounded mistake and
Mrs. Ransom--"
"Don't say it. I'm going back to the room where that woman lies sleeping.
I cannot yet believe that my heart is not shut up within its walls. I'm
going to watch for her eyes to open. Their expression will tell me what I
want to know;--the look one gives before full realization comes and the
soul is bare without any thought of subterfuge."
"Very well. I should probably do the same if I were you. Only your
insight may be affected by prejudice. You will excuse me if I join you
in this watch. The experiment is of too important a character for its
results to depend upon the correct seeing of one pair of eyes."
CHAPTER XVI
"LOVE!"
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