"Nothing more?"

"I remember nothing more."

"In regard to that decanter and glass," broke in the juryman of the
watch and chain, "did you not say that the latter was found in the
same condition in which you saw it at the time you left Mr. Leavenworth
sitting in his library?"

"Yes, sir, very much."

" Yet he was in the habit of drinking a full glass?"

"Yes, sir."

"An interruption must then have ensued very close upon your
departure, Mr. Harwell."

A cold bluish pallor suddenly broke out upon the young man's face.
He started, and for a moment looked as if struck by some horrible
thought. "That does not follow, sir," he articulated with some
difficulty. "Mr. Leavenworth might--" but suddenly stopped, as if
too much distressed to proceed.

"Go on, Mr. Harwell, let us hear what you have to say."

"There is nothing," he returned faintly, as if battling with some
strong emotion.