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have, the missing page of your great speech. Here it is!"--and she
displayed a sheet of manuscript.
Mr. Trollop turned immediately back from the threshold. It might have
been gladness that flashed into his face; it might have been something
else; but at any rate there was much astonishment mixed with it.
"
"
Good! Where did you get it? Give it me!"
Now there is no hurry. Sit down; sit down and let us talk and be
friendly."
The gentleman wavered. Then he said:
"
No, this is only a subterfuge. I will go. It is not the missing page."
Laura tore off a couple of lines from the bottom of the sheet.
"Now," she said, "you will know whether this is the handwriting or not.
You know it is the handwriting. Now if you will listen, you will know
that this must be the list of statistics which was to be the 'nub' of
your great effort, and the accompanying blast the beginning of the burst
of eloquence which was continued on the next page--and you will recognize
that there was where you broke down."
She read the page. Mr. Trollop said:
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