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”Beseated，MissScott，”heentreated，takingachairhimself。”Youhavedescribedthespotandsomeofthecircumstancesofmydaughter’sdeathasaccuratelyasifyouhadbeenthere。Butyouhavedoubtlessreadafullaccountofthosedetailsinthepapers；possiblyseenpictureswhichwouldmaketheplacequiterealtoyou。Themindisastrangestorehouse。Wedonotalwaysknowwhatlieshiddenwithinit。””That’strue，”sheadmitted。”Buttheman！Ihadneverseentheman，oranypictureofhim，andhisfacewasclearestofall。I
shouldknowitifIsawitanywhere。Itisimprintedonmymemoryasplainlyasyours。Oh，Ihopenevertoseethatman！”
Mr。Challonersighed；hehadreallyanticipatedsomethingfromtheinterview。Thedisappointmentwaskeen。Amomentofexpectation；
thethrillwhichcomestousallundertheshadowofthesupernatural，andthen-this！ayoungandimaginativegirl’sdream，convincingtoherselfbutsupplyingnothingwhichhadnotalreadybeensuppliedbothbythefactsandhisownimagination！Amanhadstoodatthestaircase，andthismanhadraisedhisarm。Shesaidthatshehadseensomethinglikeapistolinhishand，buthisdaughterhadnotbeenshot。Thishethoughtitwelltopointouttoher。
Leaningtowardherthathemightgetherfullattention，hewaitedtillhereyesmethis，thenquietlyasked：”Haveyouevernamedthismantoyourself?”
Shestartedanddroppedhereyes。”Idonotdareto，”saidshe。”Why?””BecauseI’vereadinthepapersthatthemanwhostoodtherehadthesamenameas-””Tellme，MissScott。””AsMr。Brotherson’sbrother。””Butyoudonotthinkitwashisbrother?””Idonotknow。””You’veneverseenhisbrother?””Never。””Norhispicture?”No，Mr。Brothersonhasnone。””Aren’ttheyfriends?DoeshenevermentionOrlando?””Very，veryrarely。ButI’venoreasontothinktheyarenotongoodterms。Iknowtheycorrespond。””MissScott?””Yes，Mr。Challoner。””Youmustnotrelytoomuchuponyourdream。”
Hereyesflashedtohisandthenfellagain。”Dreamsarenotrevelations；theyarethereproductionofwhatalreadylieshiddeninthemind。Icanprovethatyourdreamissuch。””How?”Shelookedstartled。”Youspeakofseeingsomethingbeingleveledatyouwhichmadeyouthinkofapistol。””Yes，Iwaslookingdirectlyintoit。””Butmydaughterwasnotshot。Shediedfromastab。”
Doris’lovelyface，withitstenderlinesandgirlishcurves，tookonastrangelookofconvictionwhichdeepened，ratherthanmeltedunderhisindulgent，butpenetratinggaze。”Iknowthatyouthinkso；-butmydreamsaysno。Isawthisobject。Itwaspointeddirectlytowardsme-aboveall，Isawhisface。Itwasthefaceofonewhosefingerisonthetriggerandwhomeansdeath；andIbelievemydream。”
Well，itwasuselesstoreasonfurther。Gentleinallelse，shewasimmovablesoforasthisideawasconcernedand，seeingthis，heletthemattergoandpreparedtotakehisleave。
Sheseemedtobequitereadyforthis。Anxietyaboutherpatienthadregaineditsplaceinhermindandherglancespedconstantlytowardt
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