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Creator: Barr, Robert, 1850-1912
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Mr. Benham and myself." "And Mr. Stratton, of the Chicago _Argus_," replied the young man, as he buttoned his coat. "May I ask, then, what the defence is?" "Certainly," answered the Chicago man. "Your defence is that Mr. Brenton was insane, and that he committed suicide." Even Mr. Brown's habitual self-control, acquired by long years of training in keeping his feelings out of sight, for the moment deserted him. He drew his breath sharply, and cast a piercing glance at the young man before him, who was critically watching the lawyer's countenance, although he appeared to be entirely absorbed in buttoning his overcoat. Then Mr. Brown gave a short, dry laugh. "I have met a bluff before," he said carelessly; "but I should like to know what makes you think that such is our defence?" "_Think_!" cried the young man. "I don't think at all; I _know_ it." "How do you know it?" "Well, for one thing, I know it by your own actions a moment ago. What
Hindu Tales from the Sanskrit

Hindu Tales from the Sanskrit Translated by S. M. Mitra Adapted by Mrs. Arthur Bell 1919 INTRODUCTORY NOTE. Thanks to Mr. S. M. Mitra, the well-known Hindu psychologist and
first gave me an inkling of your defence was that book which is on your table. It is Forbes Winslow on the mind and the brain; a very interesting book, Mr. Brown, _very_ interesting indeed. It treats of suicide, and the causes and conditions of the brain that will lead up to it. It is a very good book, indeed, to study in such a case. Good evening, Mr. Brown. I am sorry that we cannot co-operate in this matter." Stratton turned and walked toward the door, while the lawyer gazed after him with a look of helpless astonishment on his face. As Stratton placed his hand on the door knob, the lawyer seemed to wake up as from a dream. "Stop!" he cried; "I will give you a letter that will admit you to Mrs. Brenton." CHAPTER VII. "There!" said Speed to Brenton, triumphantly, "what do you think of _that_? Didn't I say George Stratton was the brightest newspaper man in Chicago? I tell you, his getting that letter from old Brown was one of the cleverest bits of diplomacy I ever saw. There you had quickness of perception, and nerve. All the time he was talking to old Brown he was just taking that man's measure. See how coolly he acted while he was