" "Make good your assertions," cried Trenchard, furiously, "or——" "To the proof," interrupted the stranger, calmly. Stanley, in his effort to seem at ease, took entire possession of the hearthrug. " The doctor did not reply to this rather ambiguous statement, but pushed back his chair and signed to McClintock to follow. But there is need for the proof that I am me, and that is what I look for. ‘But what is it that amuses you, Jacques?’ Kimble’s grin spread wider. It was an oldfashioned peasant blouse, white, square necked, and trimmed with lace. Then she stepped back into the empty room and stood for a moment looking down upon the scattered fragments of her last canvas.
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