New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1886-12-05
XVl-CONTINUED.
No,.,x,ohf 1894

49,, shou,aer "Otbo.r she said, "who do you
think is herc?' .,,,.
.WhoPs / asked, steadyins myself instantly
i"Stcven Dorian
rose ale comes to sreak OF his son''
ayes"
aWhy does he come here?'
"He has an idea about comingN
gan idca?'
ayes
aUc thinks that FoullSc was last seen III this
place. os
40 my nerves were iron. "In this place. L
rcreatcd "IIow absurd Where is her
an the sitting room. VIII you come and see
him2'
Did he ask to mc?'
ayes. lie has demanded to see you
ais he alone?'
"No. man is with him-a detective. And
q boy-a lad from the village
,"Rcal,yp And pray what do they all want
ct have no conception. 1t is insulting 1or
Monsieur Steven to come here like tins But nc
is so wetchcd in appcarance-so evidently an III
valid-that one can forgive him almost wlleh ONO
looks at him.
seated as MIS- Dorian and presently entered the
stitnyroom. but a man and boy stood on elther
side of him The man was slender, beard eSs
,e,son quietly and darlxy dressed L do not
know that it would be possible for any member OF
humanity to make himself more lnc0nsplcuouS'
more ordinary, than this man had somehow sue
ceedcd in doing. Nature had certainly alded tiic
effort. IL effort il was sallow. mottleu cohi-
plexion and dull sleepy eye seemed to lnclude
every cha1ac te istc of his visagc. Even to men
ton these traits Of it was to pass undue comment
Everything about his figure bespoke modeSty' re-
tirement. a tendency 10 escape observati H. lhc
very lines of his coat and trousers m1lcated per-
sonal scqucstration: they dropped and saEged as
il chary of contact with more social oroadcioth
what man to slip through crowd unnouced
! thought on seeing him. Nhat man " ""'""
without being watchedp
The boy was q rudy little fellow of about ten
IIe looked somewhat confused, and was plainly
stupid
MIR. Steven Dorian sat between the two, as |
have stated. lie bore every sign Of having risen
from bed of illness Mis-. Dorians past de-
scription had not been exaggerated lie was
cadaverous hollow eyed. chal<y in his ralor, and
SO pitifully attenuated as to seem almost the SIZE
of dwarf should never have dreamed OF
recognizing him He grasped stout stick with
big wooden handle. and his hand was so out
lined upon its pOnderous hilt that its claw-lKe
effect had grotesque salicncy. lie raped the
stick upon the floor as ne saw me. and his rheumy
eyes gave forth faint somnoent twinkle. Ills
face was SO lined and that 1t might well
have been ghosts While | paused before him
he said in a jerlSy asthmatic voice:
You're Ohio Claud.'
l"Ycs. SIR
"You're name isn't Claud bit. I know. Ny
Son Foulke knew it. too. Both knew it Been
q fraud Son Of that man Clauss who was hanged
for numbering his wife years ago.
did not finch "Otho !" cried Mrs. Dorian.
coming close to me- ale said this before. l can
not think how nc found it out II
LET il pass madame broke n with voice
rs cold and regular as human tongue ever used
fixed my eyes calmly upon Mr. Steven Dorian
l"Did YOU come here to tel me this P l inquired
"Nor he said. Didn't come here to tell yo'
that Came here for different reason
"Ah? should have supposed otherwise from
your greeting
Would you. indeed P' He was suddenly
seized with a fit of coughing that lasted for some
time and seemed to rack and half shattcr h'
feeble frame The detective bent over him an
took him by both shoulders while the paroXysn
lasted When it had les ned he continued still
gaspng and clearing his throat. Game. Mr
Clauss-for Clauss is your real name-to ask yo'
about nv son He never liked you Enemies
and he. IOiC me 50 lcS sir' 'oW hi0 o'
You know better n do bout Colonel GlameIcey'
daughter That business brought me here Though
lie might have come up to this place that nleht
Find he did Speak up sonny
This last sentence was addressed to the boy a
his side He gave the boy sharp abrupt poke IL
the side with one Of his emaciated hands
The boy seemed TO understand. But he wa
very embarrassed.
IL can't speak up much Sir, he murmured
Steven Dorian raped his cane irascibly upol
the carpet speak up" he cried husSily. Tel
what you saw on the tenth Of September last
III think | seen the gcnt'man leave the car
of bout eight o'clock that night stammeIed In
boy I'll guess it was him.
Suddenly the detective slipped round to tn
boys side. His neutral face for an instant be
came assertive and intelligent.
"You guess p he growed. "You says httl
sine ago you was sure
"Well" admitted the boy, I'm sure"
"Go on said the detective.
"Ihc gent'man left the cars continued tn
boy IL seen him at the deepow. I'd seen hin
nforc He come here by the train good spell
ago-I guess twas some time in August H.
asked me the short cut to the shore an | glV
him the pnts bout tn ole Harrison road wen
with IN S far Nick'escs' ole pulldown shanty
Then | stopped an was goin' to leave him. Blu
he give me fifty cents then, an a letter to take
to the small cottage. nigh this housc-thc one a
Mr. lambc,t's folks used to live in | took Thu
letter an give it to young lady as come TO th'
door. That afternoon But twas dak TIT
next time sec the gent IMAM. gettin off the cars
/ guess it was him. but | amt certain sure. Il
looked wonderful like him if t wasn't
"Othor now struck in Mrs. Dorian turning t.
me with much smothcred Indignation, do yot
quite see why we should be subjected to this sor1
Of nonsense? p
"fianlly. madame l said, mo-
Excuse me- maam and SIR" here said the de
tcctivc, ci,illy. but the boy was recommends
10 me in the village almost as soon as we got here
and Municipalities He said then he did see The
miss NJ man-that is the one that give him the let
ter and he showed the road TO. don't mean u
say" continued the detective. self-couectingly
that he c, ell saw Mr. Foulke Dorian. But his