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"
Mr. Chairman, how many of those envelopes have you got?"
The Chair counted.
"
Together with those that have been already examined, there are
nineteen."
A storm of derisive applause broke out.
"Perhaps they all contain the secret. I move that you open them all and
read every signature that is attached to a note of that sort--and read
also the first eight words of the note."
"Second the motion!"
It was put and carried--uproariously. Then poor old Richards got up, and
his wife rose and stood at his side. Her head was bent down, so that
none might see that she was crying. Her husband gave her his arm, and so
supporting her, he began to speak in a quavering voice:
"
My friends, you have known us two--Mary and me--all our lives, and I
think you have liked us and respected us--"
The Chair interrupted him:
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