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"
And
you
,
Dr
.
Akston
?
"
she
asked
.
He
glanced
at
Galt
,
"
I
’
m
one
of
his
two
fathers
,
Miss
Taggart
.
The
one
who
didn
’
t
betray
him
.
"
"
Oh
!
"
she
said
,
as
another
connection
fell
into
place
.
"
Your
third
pupil
?
"
"
That
’
s
right
.
"
"
The
second
assistant
bookkeeper
!
"
she
moaned
suddenly
,
at
one
more
memory
.
"
What
’
s
that
?
"
"
That
’
s
what
Dr
.
Stadler
called
him
.
That
’
s
what
Dr
.
Stadler
told
me
he
thought
his
third
pupil
had
become
.
"
"
He
overestimated
,
"
said
Galt
.
"
I
’
m
much
lower
than
that
by
the
scale
of
his
standards
and
of
his
world
.
"
The
car
had
swerved
into
a
lane
rising
toward
a
lonely
house
that
stood
on
a
ridge
above
the
valley
.
She
saw
a
man
walking
down
a
path
,
ahead
of
them
,
hastening
in
the
direction
of
the
town
.
He
wore
blue
denim
overalls
and
carried
a
lunchbox
.
There
was
something
faintly
familiar
in
the
swift
abruptness
of
his
Galt
.
As
the
car
went
past
him
,
she
caught
a
glimpse
of
his
face
—
and
she
jerked
backward
,
her
voice
rising
to
a
scream
from
the
pain
of
the
movement
and
from
the
shock
of
the
sight
:
"
Oh
,
stop
!
Stop
!
Don
’
t
let
him
go
!
"
It
was
Ellis
Wyatt
.
