"Dixwell Hardley is not a usual
name; but we must be careful In spite of its unusualness there
may be two very different men who have that name. I think the
only way to find out for certain is to see Mr. Keith. He'd know a
picture of the Dixwell Hardley who, he claims, cheated him,
wouldn't he?"
"Indeed he would!" exclaimed Mrs. Nestor. "But where could we
get a picture of your Mr. Hardley? I call him that, though I
don't suppose you own him, Tom," and she smiled at her future
son-in-law.
"No, I don't own him, and I don't want to," was Tom's answer.
"But I happen to have a picture of him. I made him furnish me
with proofs that he was on the Pandora at the time she foundered
in a gale, and among the documents he gave was his passport. It
has his picture on. I have it here."
Tom drew the paper from his pocket. In one corner was pasted a
photograph of the man who had been introduced to Tom by Mr.
Damon.
"It looks like the same man my brother described," said Mrs.
Nestor, "but of course I couldn't be sure."
"There is only one way to be," Tom stated, "and that is to show
this picture to Mr.
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