The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1889-09-01
TAKEN BY SIEGE.
The Story of Young Journalists Expert
ences in Nem YORK.
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crouched against the wall, but soon found
voice to speak.
You have mistaken your man, my
good sir. My name is Dionysius O'Hara,
and l never before heard the name of
the lady you mention. If you will ex
cuse me, will bid you good morning.
am an artist, and have a distinguished
sitter waiting at my studio" And he
made a step towards the door,
Martin had no thought of letting him
90, but he didn't mind playing with him
a moment.
'"Your name is not Dennis Costello,
you say
mo, sir, my name is not Dennis Cos
tello; and with your permission 1 will
lake my leave" As he advanced towards
the door Rush made a movement as
though TO stop him, but Martin winked
at him and at the door, the knob of
which Costello hastily turned. As the
door opened the giant form of Johnson
appeared in the hall.
AT last" exclaimed Johnson, whose
face was almost black with rage. AT
last! Dennis Costello, murderer of Rose
Ellington, have got your
Martin sprang forward and released
Costello's throat from Johnson's grasp.
for he didn't want justice 20 be out
witted in this way. Costello saw that
there was no use in denying his identity
any longer. johnson knew him and he
knew johnson. Hestepped back out of his
assailant's reach and gently touched his
throat with his fingers as though to see
if any harm had been done.
your friend is brute, my dear sir"
said he, turning to Martin Il thank
you for your assistance"
Don't you talk about brutes, Dennis
Costello; a man who could murder an
inoffensiye woman is too vile brute to
live. l have traced this story to its end
and have found you the murderer of
Rose Effing'on And johnson looked
very much as though he was going to fly
at Costello throat again.
''Of the two OF US said Costello
quietly, Il think that our violent friend
here looks the most like murderer. His
accusation is false. | will not deny an
acquaintance with the lamented Miss
Ellington, but 1 deny that l had any
hand in her untimely taking %. 1t was
a clear case of suicide, poor girl"
You viii have chance to prove tilis
in the courts if you can; in the mean time
| must ask you to come with me, and
am afraid you will have to wear these,
raid Martin. taking pair of handouts
from his pocket.
Il win go with you if it is any accom-
modation." replied Costello. but don't
ask me to wear those. l can't bear to
see man with bangles on his wrists; it
isreally too effeminate. Besides, Ishould
like to smoke cigarette, with your per-
mission" And, taking Honradez from
a little case in his pocket, he rerolled and
lighted it. Now, sir, if you are ready,
I am. Before 1 go, however, l should
like to have one word alone with this
lady," motioning with his cigarette to-
wards Bessie, who only chung the tighter
to Rush's arm.
"You scoundrel," said Rush, don't
you dare even to turn. your eyes in this
direction"
GAS you WILL" said Costello. 81 am
sorry to have offended you, Miss Archer.
I think could have explained away this
mystery if you had allowed me; but /
never force my society upon lady.
Good morning and good-by." And he
made u courtly bow as he reached the
door. Then, turning suddenly, he said,
elbow rude of me! / had forgotten
Fanny. Fanny, my dear, where are you:
are you going to let your Cos go without
saying good by?
This was too much for Nine. Fanny,
who had hid behind a curtain when the
trouble began. She loved Costello in her
way, and she knew enough about the
Ellington affair to know that she would
never see him again. With the tears
streaming down her painted cheeks and
her hair awry, she came out from behind
the curtain and was in the act of throw
ing herself upon his bosom when he held
her gently back,
Don't be so demonstrative, Fanny;
it's vulgar, my dear" Taking her hand,
''Good-by: you have been faithful
friend" And putting his arm through
Martins he left the room. followed by
johnson, who did not intend that Cos
tello should escape him this time. Nine.
Fanny threw herself upon the rickety
sofa and Rush hurried Bessie out of the
room, saying: This is no place for you;
you must get home as soon as possible. ]
will take you, of course"
'The carriage is waiting for me a few
doors below" said Bessie in a trembling
voice, speaking for the first time.
They soon found it, and Bessie and
Rush got in and drove off.
But not unseen.
Besides the ragged urchins who stood
along the curb gazing at the unusual
sight Of fine carriage and lady
and gentleman in East Fourth street,
there was man standing in the shadow
of the house across the way who watched
them and ground his teeth. This was
Archie Tillinghast, who had been haunt
ing this neighborhood for the last half
hour. He had kept his eye on No. =.
and on the carriage. He had not seen
Bessie go in, but had seen her come out,
and with Rush. He saw that she was
pale and agitated, and that she chung
tightly to Rush's arm. What did it
mean? Had Rush Hurlstone, his friend,
whom he had always supposed to be an
honorable gentleman, taken Bessie Archer
to low fortune teller's rooms? 1t looked
very much like it. The world had in
deed gone wrong. Whom could one
trust after this?