Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1884-10-29

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And no doubt the post-mortem vii
reveal how much poison was found il
the body" suggested Mr.. Binks, loca
draper.
AS 10 that, chloral doesn't alway.
leave trace, responded Mr.. Pencuik
with a shake of the head and a lower
ing of his voice.
The listeners were impressed. anC
th'ckened into a closer circle while the
chemist continued TO play Sir Oracle
TIL some eNclamationS in the crowd an.
hounced that Edward DermerelI wa.
coming. He came, in effect. walking
up the street with his solicitor, a bar
rlSter, and a DIR. Bable, who was his
friend. Two policemen followed at d
short distance, with a lot of bows a,
their heels. Mr.. Dermerell was we'll.
looking man of about thirty. with a
golden beard and large intelligent blue
eyes. He looked sad and worried, there
was a flush on his cheeks, but he did
not appear frightened. To give him.
self countenance he talked cOnfiden-
italy with his friends as he came along.
and glanced neither To right nor left
of him. He WAS not SO unObservant,
however, but that he perceived the
bows which some made, and he returned
them with a kind Of alaCrity which
proved that he was on the lookout for
every token that might reveal how the
public thought about him. No hoot-
ing took place, the crowd fell back to
let him pass, and the general demeanor
of the people was cOld-equally free
from animus or compassion.
Just as Dermerel reached the town.
hall, landeau, which was recognized
as Sir Richard Levington's, came from
the opposite end of the street. The
artist heard the sound of the wheels,
and he turned on the uppermOSt step of
the building IN full view of the public
10 wait for che carriage. This was
deemed bold measure 4; and the crowd
swayed forward with curiosity to see
whether Sir Richard would shake hands
with his late pr0teye. The baronet WIS
a middle-aged man, of spare figure,
whiskered, and spectacled, about
twenty years older than his wife, and
more respected than popular in the
county, for he concerned himself nei-
ther about sports nor politics, but only
about art, archaeology, and scientific
agriculture. His equals thought him
rather bore Alightlng from his car
riage and giving his arm to his lovely
wife, Sir Richard walked pompOusly up
the steps of the town-hall, but at once
accoSted Dermerell and gave him his
hand: Lady Lexington also shook hands
with the artist. Those who had pressed
forward to catch the words that might
be exchanged heard Sir Richard express
his sympathy for DeImerell in an une-
mOtional way, as if he thought the ac-
cuSationS against him came from mere
public tattle that would easily lie dis
proved 81 am sorry for all this trouble
that is put upon you, Dermerell," =" he
said Il suppose you are prepared with
evidence TO show that your poor wife's
death was accidental"
''It is my belief that she committed
suicide" answered Dermerell.
Intentionally do you mean 2"
"I'm afraid sO."
"Dear me But were you at home
at the time of the occurrence ?"
Yes, was at home all the even
ing"
Then you are not going to prove an
alibi."
Moo; cannot set up an alibi."
Was it fancy? but it seemed to some
of the people who overheard the artist
that he hesitated and glanced towards
Lady Lexington as he pronounced these
words. Her ladyship was pale as
statue. Sir Richard on his side had
slightly flushed and after gazing stead
tasty at Dermerell for an instant, nod
ded to him and passed on. But now a
small incident occurred, for Lady Lev
lngtOn, by accident or design, dropped
her muff, and. quitting her husbands
arm to receive 1t from Dermerell's
hands. she appeared to exchange a
word with the latter. Nobody heard
what she said, and some doubted that
she had spoken at all but these were
mistaken. Lady Lexington had whis-
pered;
81 trust to your honor"
And Edward Dermerell had replied
You may trust me-"
What did he mean by that There
was secret between Dermerell and the
wife, but it was confined to
heir own breasts. During the inquest
Lady LevingtOn'S name was not men,
toned, though the servants who de-
Dosed were more than once near to say
ng that Mrs. Dermerell had been mainly
ealous of her ladyship. The coroner
.hecked them from uttering the name,
10 that they were made simply to say
hat she had been jealous ''Of a lady,"
The coroner himself and most of the
,eOple In court-perhaps everybody in
Iced, except Sir RIchard-knew what
his meant but the people pitied Lady
)evington for being mixed up in such
case, without venturing to breathe a
word against her reputation and not
soul suspected that by single word
he Baronet's wife could have proved
edward Dermerell's innocence.
She did not and could not speak that
word for in saving Dermerell's charac-
er she would have destroyed her own.
ainted her husbands honor, put a
tigma on her two little children, and
duSeu utIStll W Dc ullNtH iOlbh do a
oclal outcast. So she sat through the
inquest with an icy weight at the heart,
earning with an awful wistfulness for
ONE new fact in the evidence which |
night dispel the host of circumStanti-
lities which had accumulated against |
)ermerell and when at last a verdict |
f "Wilfal Murder" was returned |
gainst the artist, and two policemen
topped forward to handcuff him, she |
ose, trembling In every limb, and so
weak that she could hardly stand. Her
husband had to lead her out hastily to |
revent her from swOonlng.
That evening when Dermerell had
een lodged in a cell of the county |
aol, his friend DIR. Bable was sum-
noned to Torwood Hall to attend upon
.ady Lexington, who had been taken
Il. This doctor-a little pot-bellied
eIIow-was the best man alive so far
S good intentions went, but he was an
ncorrIglble chatterbox, his mouth being
ke a leak which let out all that en-
cred his head
On arriving at the Hall, he found Sir
,ichard pacing about his study defect
haI annulnaaH the Il