Nothing, however, could suppress
the curiosity of the able student of Roman history. "I'll just
take a little prowl around," said he.
He was rewarded in his search. A little hair-pin lay at the first
step of the stair. He fell upon it with uproarious glee.
"Trail's gittin' hot," said he. "I reckon I'll go on up."
"No!" cried Dunwody suddenly, and sprang to the foot of the stair.
"Please!--that is,--" he hesitated. "If you will kindly wait a
moment, I will have the servants put your room in order for you
before you go up."
"Oho!" cried the Honorable William. "Don't want us to find out a
single thing! House o' mystery, ah, ha! Doctor here, too! Tell
us, anybody died here to-day?"
Doctor Jamieson answered by quietly stepping to the side of
Dunwody. Judge Clayton, without comment, joined them, and the
three edged in between the exhilarated gentleman and the stairway
which he sought to ascend.
"I was just saying, gentlemen," remarked Judge Clayton quietly,
"that I was sure it would give us all much pleasure to take a
stroll around these beautiful grounds with Colonel Dunwody.
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