Chapter 16 The Heir

"_Your_ pistol?" said Whiteside incredulously, "my dear good chap, you are mad! How could it be your pistol?""It is nevertheless my pistol," said Tarling quietly. "I recognised it the moment I saw it on your desk, and thought there must be some mistake. These furrows prove that there is no mistake at all. It has been one of my most faithful frien