The Gerrard Street Mystery and Other Weird Tales by John Charles Dent
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walking slowly, and I must have noticed if any one had been with you."
"It is you who are wrong," I retorted, almost sternly. "I was accompanied by an elderly gentleman, who wore a great coat with fur collar and cuffs, and we were conversing earnestly together when you passed us." He hesitated an instant, and seemed to consider, but there was no shade of doubt on his face. "Have it your own way, old boy," he said. "All I can say is, that I saw no one but yourself, and neither did Charley Leitch, who was with me. After parting from you we commented upon your evident abstraction, and the sombre expression of your countenance, which we attributed to your having only recently heard of the sudden death of your Uncle Richard. If any old gentleman had been with you we could not possibly have failed to notice him." Without a single word by way of explanation or apology, I jumped from my seat, passed out into the hall, seized my hat, and left the house. III. Out into the street I rushed like a madman, banging the door after me. I knew that Johnny would follow me for an explanation, so I ran like lightning round the next corner, and thence down to Yonge Street. Then |
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