Now...." He crossed over to where the
bodies lay, and gently removed the covering. Merriton went suddenly
white, while the doctor, more used to such sights, bit his lips and laid
a steadying hand upon the younger man's arm.
"My God!" cried Sir Nigel, despairingly. "How did they meet their death?"
Cleek reached down a finger and gently touched a blackened spot upon
Wynne's temple.
"Shot through the head, and the bullet penetrated the brain," he said,
quietly. "Small-calibre revolver, too. There's your Frozen Flame for you,
my friend!"
But he was hardly prepared for the event that followed. For at this
statement, Merriton threw a hand out suddenly, as though warding off a
blow, took a step forward and peered at that which had once been his
friend--and enemy--and then gave out a strangled cry.
"Shot through the head!" he fairly shrieked, as Borkins came quietly into
the room, and stopped short at the sound of his master's voice. "I tell
you it's impossible--_impossible_! It wasn't my shot, Mr. Headland--it
couldn't have been!"
CHAPTER XV
A STARTLING DISCLOSURE
Cleek took a sudden step forward.
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