He is about your height and build, doctor; can assume the manners and speech of a gentleman; has dark hair, eyes, and whiskers, regular features, and but for a sinister look would be very handsome." "It's he and no mistake!" cried Dr.Balis, rising in haste.

"I must hurry home and prevent his escape.

Why, it's really dangerous to have him at large.

If he wasn't so disabled I'd tremble for the lives of my wife and children.
"He trumped up a story to tell me--had his revolver in his coat pocket, set it off in tumbling over a log in the dark, and so shot himself.

Of course I knew 'twas a lie, because in that case the ball would have entered from below, at the back of the arm, and come out above, while the reverse was the case." "But how could you tell where it entered or where it passed out, doctor ?" inquired Elsie.
"How, Mrs.Travilla?
Why, where it goes in it makes merely a small hole; you see nothing but a blue mark; but a much larger opening in passing out, often tearing the flesh a good deal; as in this case.
"Ah, either he was a fool or thought I was.