"Now, if you can get Harrington and Doctor Putnam away
from the house for a short time, as you did with your uncle and
cousin this morning, I may be able to tell you something about
this case soon."
Again Kennedy stole into another bedroom, and returned to our
room with a hunting-jacket. Just as he had done before, he
carefully washed it off with the gauze soaked in the salt
solution and quickly returned the coat, repeating the process
with Doctor Putnam's coat and, last, that of Tom himself. Finally
he turned his back while I sealed the glasses and marked and
recorded them on my slip.
The next day was spent mainly in preparations for the journey to
New York with the body of Lewis Langley. Kennedy was very busy on
what seemed to me to be preparations for some mysterious chemical
experiments. I found myself fully occupied in keeping special
correspondents from all over the country at bay.
That evening after dinner we were all sitting in the open summer
house over the boat-house. Smudges of green pine were burning and
smoking on little artificial islands of stone near the lake
shore, lighting up the trees on every side with a red glare. Tom
and his sister were seated with Kennedy and myself on one side,
while some distance from us Harrington was engaged in earnest
conversation with Isabelle.
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