“I’ll never forgit it,” he declared emphatically. “I never was so sorry fur a feller-bein’ in all my life as I was fur him.”
“This is his son,” said Lester, indicating Ross.
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BITS OF EVIDENCE
If Mark had received a shock from a galvanic battery he would not have been more startled.
“What’s that you say?” he demanded, bringing his chair down from its tilted position and looking around upon the group in a bewildered way.
“Lester is right,” said Ross, who had risen to his feet and stretched out his hand. “My name is Ross Montgomery, and I want to thank you with all my heart for what you did for my father. I’ve never had the chance to do it before.”
His voice was shaken with emotion at this meeting with the man who had played so large a part in the tragedy of his family so many years before.
Mark grasped the extended hand and shook it warmly.
“So it was your pa that I picked up that day,” he said. “I hed a sort of feelin’ to-day that I had seen you somewheres, an’ I s’pose it’s because you favored him some. You have the same kind of hair an’ eyes, as near as I kin rec’lect.”