167/197 I carried off those two bottles myself. One you see there; the other is--I can't tell where; but I didn't take it home. That you can bet on." One more look, followed by a heavy frown and a low growling sound in his throat--which may have been his way of saying good-bye--and he was gone. I hadn't the heart on your account, Dr. What a lout he is! Pardon me, but what a lout he is to have had two such uncommon and attractive sisters." "And such a father," interposed the coroner. |