The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1886-08-07
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One September
Night.
By JAMES FRANKLIN Fits.
CONTINUED. /

CONTINUED.
There was no answer to my appeal; the
cold blue eyes Of Beaumont stared at me
with sneering insolence. There was no
time nor need for the appeal to be repeated.
When my glance rested again on the suf-
ferer, / saw at once that the last rigor of
dissolution had seized him. A fearful
spasm shook his entire frame; the bed
covering was thrust aside from the upper
part of his person; his hands were clenched
his eyes set III fixed stare; and in that
last C onvulsion of mortal pain the soul of
Edison Whallev fled from his poor suffering
body.
There is that in the awful presence of
death that for the moment puts aside all
hates, revenges, and common passions. For
full five minutes after that last breath not
word was uttered by either of those there
by the death bed. Then Clayton Ferrers
rose, and, with his glowering face within a
yard of mine, addressed me in voice of
suppressed rage.
Look ye, sir, if there be any reason for
this brutal intrusion on your part into the
chamber of sickness and death, speak up
and name 1t. Few words, sir, and quick"
NY blood was up in an instant; if |
needed any provocation for a sharp retort,
the words and manner of the man fur
nished it.
~ Tue proper tAlLLes 5slOl, anu III the
proper place, | will answer to the assassins
of Edison Whalley for my conduct. But
not now-not here.
The dark visage Of Ferrers paled at my
words; his hands were clenched. and he
had all the appearance of wild beast
about to spring. Myr!ght hand sought my
inside pocket; / thought of Staples pistol
and determ ned to use it if necessary, even
in that place. At this instant DR.. Beau
mont left his place by the foot of the bed
and interposed between us. To my in
finite establishment, there appeared not a
trace of anger in his features, and his voice
was perfectly calm and unIutfled.
Pray. don't be hasty gentlemen, he
said Let us all be calm. and this matter
may he explained to everybodys satisfac-
ton. As DR.. Minton has said this is not
the place for sIch explanations. VIII you
kindly step to an adjoining room, sir?"
| looked hard at the man, wonderic g
what new side of his character was about
to be developed. His face defied my scru-
tiny; it was smooth, bland, almost smiling
If you wish a short interview, you shall
have 1t, | said. Butt must be very short.
He bowed, and taking up the lamp, led
the way into the hall, | following | no.
ticed that Mrs. Ferrers entered the cham
Der with another lamp as We left it: but
did not observe at the time whether her
son remained with her or followed us. DIR.
Beaumont went further along the hall, then
turned into passage at the left. l fol-
lowed, the wish rising paramount in my
mind to get through with these men as
quickly as possible, and return to the cot
tage. The Doctor paused before a door
and tried the knob. 1t was fastened. TAX
ing key from his pocket, he unlocked the
door and threw it open.
Enter he said very Handy EtarDinc
aside with the light.
Only one foot crossed the doorway, when
a suspicion of treachery flashed through
my brain. | started back-too late, Strong
hands seized me from behind: | was
hurled. rather than pushed into the room.
The door was slammed ana bolted-I was
q prisoner.