Death Points a Finger. Will Levinrew
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Justice Higginbotham selected one of the telegrams and ripped open the flap. There was no change in his fine mobile features, but his eyes were fixed on the message for a long time. He was brought to himself by the negro.
"Am they any reply, Jedge?"
Justice Higginbotham, without raising his eyes from his message said, gently:
"No, Charley, no reply." Turing to the rest of the group he said, still gently: "My message is just the word 'fourteen,' that's all, just 'fourteen.' The other messages are probably—but you'd better look yourselves." He walked about the group and gave each of his ten associates one of the envelopes. He then held out his message to Professor Brierly. Jimmy saw the message. It bore the word, 'fourteen'; it had no signature.
Jimmy gripped the arms of his chair as he looked about the other men on the porch. There was a rustling and tearing of paper as flaps were ripped open. Some of them did it quickly, some of them held their envelopes for a short time before opening them.
When the rustling ceased, Thomas Marshall stood up. He said grimly to Professor Brierly:
"Here is your case, Professor, all complete. You've got it now with all the trimmings."
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