' Dick seems to go closer to his father, as if for
protection. 'There are lots of things I don't understand yet.'
'There are things I don't understand either. Dick, did you ever try to
send messages--from there---to us?'
'Me? No.'
'Or get messages from us?'
'No. How could we?'
'Is there anything in it?'
Mr. Don is not speaking to his son. He goes to the little table and
looks long at it. Has it taken on a sinister aspect? Those chairs, are
they guarding a secret?
'Dick, this table--your mother--how could they----'
He turns, to find that Dick has gone.
'Dick! My boy! Dick!'
The well-remembered voice leaves a message behind it.
'Be bright, father.'
Mr. Don sits down by the fire to think it all out.
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