Probably he saw the dead man's hand--he was wearing a black coat and white linen.

The verdict was a most sensible one." No more was said after that, and that evening Ransford was almost himself again.

But not quite himself.

Mary caught him looking very grave, in evident abstraction, more than once; more than once she heard him sigh heavily.

But he said no more of the matter until two days later, when, at breakfast, he announced his intention of attending John Braden's funeral, which was to take place that morning.
"I've ordered the brougham for eleven," he said, "and I've arranged with Dr.Nicholson to attend to any urgent call that comes in between that and noon--so, if there is any such call, you can telephone to him.