The Blind Spot, page 130 by Austin Hall
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ion; you must form the habit of reserving judgment, of waiting until you have more facts, before reaching an opinion of others.
"You must do this as a matter of self-protection, and in the interests of your greatest welfare."
And I stopped.
She seemed to be thinking over what I said. In the end she observed: "This seems reasonable. I feel sure that wherever I came from such advice would have fitted.
"However"--smiling at me in a manner to which I can give no description other than affectionate--"I have no doubts about you, Hobart. I know you are absolutely all right."
And before I could recover from the bliss into which her statement threw me, she turned to Charlotte with "You too, Charlotte; I know I can trust you."
But when she looked at Jerome she commented: "I can trust you, Mister, too; almost as much, but not quite. If you didn't suspect me I could trust you completely."
Jerome went white. He spoke for the first time since the girl's coming.
"How--how did you know that I suspected you?"
"I can't explain; I don't know myself." Then wistfully: "I wish you would stop suspecting me, Mister. I have nothing to conceal from you."
"I know it!" Jerome burst out, excitedly, apologetically. "I know it now! You're all right, I'm satisfied of that from now on!"
She sighed in pure pleasure. And she offered one hand to Jerome. He took it as though it were a humming-bird's egg, and turned almost purple. At the same time the honest, fervid manliness which backed the detective's professional nature shone through for the first time in my knowledge of him. From that moment his devotion to the girl was as absolute as that of the fondest father who ever lived.
Well, no need to detail all that was said during the next hour. Bit by bit we added to the girl's knowledge of the world into which she had emerged, and bit by bit there unfolded in her mind a corresponding image of the world from which she had come. And when, for an experiment, we took her