15/39 You spoke of the Three-Notched Road. I am Gideon Rand's son." "Indeed! Gideon Rand! Then Mary Wayne was your mother ?" "Yes, sir." "I remember," said the gentleman, "when she married your father. I heard of her death while I was in Paris." The boy's regard, at first solely for the books, had been for some moments transferred to the gentleman who, it seemed, was a lawyer, and had known his people, and had been to Paris. He saw a tall man, of a spare and sinewy frame, with red hair, lightly powdered, and keen blue eyes. |