Lyon County times. [volume] (Silver City, Nev.) 1874-1907, 1889-01-05

Whyte or. and think he won't he recognized
Melbourne amt Paris or London, that he can
afford to be so careless. and when put the
dnrbes on him he will be astonished All,
well," he went on, Lighting his pipe and
taking seat on the Esplanade. ~ suppose
III have to wait here till he comes out"
Mr.. Gorby's patience was pretty severely
tried, for hour after hoar passed and no one
appeared. Then he saw Madgo and Brian
come out on the veranda, and heard Miss
Fratherweight's shrili voice singing, which
sounded weird and unearthly in the Stiffness
OF the night lie saw Madge go in. and then
Brian. the latter turning aud staring at him
for minute or So
"Ahr said Gorby TO himself, relighting
his pipe, ''yoar conscience Is a -smiting you, Is
NJ Wait till you're III jail"
Then the guests came out OF the house and
disappeared one by one, black figures in the
moonlight, after kisses and handshaking
Shortly afterwards Brian came down the
path with Frettlby by his side and Madge
hanging on TO her fathers arm Frettioy
opened the gate and held out his hand
ood-night, Fitzgerald" he said, in a
hearty voice "come down soon again.
Good night. Bryan, dearest" said Madge,
kissing him, ''and don't forget tomorrow. v
Then father and daughter closed the gate.
leaving Brian outside, and walked back to
the house
Abr said Gorby to himself, "if you only
knew what | know, you wouldn't he so pre-
ciUus kind 10 him"
Brian walked, stro,led along the Esplanade,
and then crossing over, passed by Gorby and
walked on TIL he was opposite the Esplanade
hotel Then he lighted a cigarette and
walked down the steps on to the pier
Suicide, is itF muttered Mr. Gorby To
himself. as he saw the tall black figure
sfriding resolutely on, long way ahead
Not II | can help it so be lighted his
pipe and stroilei down the pier in an ap
parcntly aimless manner.
lie found Brian leaning over the parapet
at the end Of the pier, aud looking at the
gittering waters beneath, which kept rising
and falling in a dreamy rhythm, that soothed
and charmed the ear. Poor grill poor girlr'
tine detective heard him mutter as he came
up ~ she only knew all II she"-
At this moment be heard the approaching
step, and turned round sharply The detec-
tive saw that his face was ghastly pale in the
moonlight, and Ills brows wrinkled angrily
What the devil do you wantF be burst
out, as Gorby paused What do you mean
by following me all over the placer
saw me watching the house," said Gorby
to himself I'm not following you. sir" be
said aloud II suppose the pier amt private
property. only came down here for a
breath Of fresh air."
Fitzgerald did not answer but turned
ebo nd -at rl-
the pier leaving Gorby staring after him.
Hes getting frightened" soliloquized the
detective to himself, as be stroled easily
along, keeping the black figure in front well
in view an have to keep a sharp eye on
him or he'll be clearing out of Victoria"
Brian walked quickly up to the St Eilda
station, for on looking at his watch be found
BIO would just have time 10 catch the last
train. He arrived few minutes before it
started, so, getting into the smoking car
riage at the near end Of the platform, he Lit a
cigarette, and, leaning back in his seat,
watched late comers hurrying into the sta
tion- Just as the last bell rang he saw a man
rush along, who seemed likely to miss the
train. 1t was the same man who had been
watching him the whole evening, and Brian
felt confident that he was following him. He
somforted himself, however, with the thought
that this pertinacious follower would lose the
train. and. being in the last carriage him
self. he kent lookout along the platform,
expecting % see his friend of the Espanade
standing disappointed on it. There was no
appearance Of him, however, SO Brian, sink
ing back into his seat, cursed his i'll luck in
not having shaken of this man who kept him
under such strict surveillance.
3D. him" he muttered, softly. 81 ex-
pect he viii follow me TO East Melbourne,
and find ont where live, but he shan't IL
oan help it."
There was no ono in the carriage except
himself, on which he felt q sense OF relief. for
he was in that humor which comes on men
sometimes Of talking to himself.
Murdered in u cab" he said, lighting a
fresh cigarette, and blowing cloud If
smoke "A romance in real life, which beats
Miss Braddon hollow. There is one thing
certain, he won't come between Madge and
ue again Poor Madgel" with an impatient
sigh. "If she only knew all, there would not
be much chance Of our marriage; but she
can never find out, and don't suppose any
one else ever will"
Here a sudden thought struck him, and
rising ont of his seat, he walked TO the other
end OF the carriage aud threw himself on the
cushions, us II desirous of escape from him
self
what grounds can that man have for
suspecting nc" he said aloud. mo one
knows was With Whyte on that night, and
the police can's possibly bring forward any
evidence II sitow Chat | was Pshawr he
went on. inipatisntly buttoning up his coat
~ am like child, afraid Of my shadow-the
fellow on the pier is only some one out for a
breath Of fresh air, as he said himself-l am
quite safe"
All the same he did not feel easy in his
mind, and when the train arrived at the
Melbourne station he stepped out on to the
platform with "a shiver and a quick look
round, as II he expected to feel the detec-
tives hand on his shoulder He saw no one,
however. at all like the man be had met on
the St. Kilda pier and with n sigh of relief,
left the station. Mr. Gorby, however, was
on tho watch. and followed him at a safe dis
tancc along the platform. Brian left the
station and walked slowly along Flinders
street, apparently in deep thought. When
he got 20 Russell street he turned up there,
and did not stop until no came close to the
Burke and Wills monument. In the very
place where the cab had stopped on the night