The coroner made a note on one of his many papers and then resumed his questions. "What brought you back this morning if you had left the house for good?"
"I came to get the rest of my belongings. I left rather suddenly yesterday."
"When did you last see your uncle?"
"In this study when I quarreled with him yesterday morning."
"Did you notice whether he was wearing a ring on the little finger of his left hand?"
Was it my fancy, or did he pale?
"My uncle never wore any rings," Lee Darwin answered.
"Yet the physician testified that a ring had been pulled off his finger."
"He wore none when I saw him last." How proudly, and it seemed to me how sadly, that was said.
"Mr. Darwin, did you ever see that handkerchief before?"