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 The hole slanted downward, and the bullet was embedded in the porch.
Some reddish stains showed it had done execution. "Somebody will walk
lame," Halsey said, when he had marked the course of the bullet. "It's
too low to have hit anything but a leg or foot." From that time on I
watched every person I met for a limp, and to this day the man who halts
in his walk is an object of suspicion to me. But Casanova had no lame
men: the nearest approach to it was an old fellow who tended the safety
gates at the railroad, and he, I learned on inquiry, had two artificial
legs. Our man had gone, and the large and expensive stable at Sunnyside
was a heap of smoking rafters and charred boards. Warner swore the fire
was incendiary, and in view of the attempt to enter the house, there
seemed to be no doubt of it. CHAPTER XXIV FLINDERS If Halsey had only
taken me fully into his confidence, through the whole affair, it would
have been much simpler. If he had been altogether frank about Jack
Bailey, and if the day after the fire he had told me what he suspected,
there would have been no harrowing period for all of us, with the boy in
danger. But young people refuse to profit by the experience of their
elders, and sometimes the elders are the ones to suffer. I was much used
up the day after the fire, and Gertrude insisted on my going out. The
machine was temporarily out of commission, and
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