“You do? Then what,” I cried, swaying between joy at this admission and doubt as to the meaning of his former expressions, “remains to be done?”
Mr. Gryce quietly responded: “Why, nothing but to prove your supposition a false one.”
XXV. TIMOTHY COOK
“Look here upon this picture and on this.”
Hamlet.
I stared at him in amazement. “I doubt if it will be so very difficult,” said he. Then, in a sudden burst, “Where is the man Cook?”
“He is below with Q.”
“That was a wise move; let us see the boys; have them up.”
Stepping to the door I called them.
“I expected, of course, you would want to question them,” said I, coming back.