The Globe-republican., 1892-05-16

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CHAPTER XvI-(Continued.l
The lawyer paused.
John Sand, q clerk at Pratt i
Weeks, really was my informant about
Weeks proposed visit to my aunt. How
lid you find that Out?" cried Stuart, In
surprise.
THE young man told me himself. He
has obtained better situation, and left
Pratt & Weeks. In short, John Sand
has become my own clerk, replied the
lawyer In support of your story, !
shall produce Sand as witness at the
trial"
And you think will tell the deliber-
ate falsehood, cunning as it is, which
you have cOncocted in my behalf. No,
sir, will not lie; my innocence must be
established without a resort to such a
ruse," said Stuart, resolutely.
You are mad. You must be guided
by me, or you will be convicted Of this
terrible crime" said the attorney,
sternly.
My innocence must be proved with
. out falsehoOd and deception, reiterated
Stuart.
At that moment turnkey opened
the door of the cell, and admitted Edna
Garrison.
Without, she had heard the converse
ton which had just passed between
Stuart and the lawyer.
Edna was delighted with the plausible
and ingenious defense invented by the
lawyer, and hope sprang up in her heart
as she listened.
Stuart's positive refusal to save him.
self, or TO attempt to do SO, by means OF
the story proposed by his attorney,
dashed all of Edna's hopes to the ground.
But she was determined that Stuart
should yield. He was innocent, and she
believed that any means should be re-
sorted to to prove him SO.
Yes; he must tell the lawyers story,
eeid Edna, mentally. And then at a
signal from her the turnkey admitted
her to the cell.
Stuart was surprised at Edna's sudden
entrance, and one glance at her pale
and anxious face assured him that she
had heard all of the conversation which
had just taken place between himself
and the attorney.
"You here, Edna!" he cried, taking her
hand.
Yes. And 1 have been listener at
the door. Oh, Stuart, if you are lost I
shall die. Will you kill me? Will you
break my heart? You must consent to
tell the story your attorney has pro-
posed" said Edna.
But yet, despite her entreaties, Stuart
would not yield at first.
Edna had resolved to conquer his OBJ
jections, and she persisted.
She fell at his feet and in tears be-
sought him to save himself for her sake.
nf,,cn war 10 oOf Inyy mo
and shall die!" she cried wildly, car
ried away by emotion and excitement.
Stuart was conquered by the tears Of
the woman he loved.
He folded her in his arms, and while
his noble face paled, he said at last:
Il consent 1 will tell the story in
vented for me by our good friend, Mr..
Saybrook."
Such was the attorneys name.
Edna believed that her victory would
save Stuart, and she rejOiced accord
ingly.
Saybrook was delighted.
Now, then, l can work with some
heart. l will confess though, that pub
lie sentiment is against you, Mr.. Har-
land, and the issue is still uncertain,
he said
Then he left the lovers in the cell,
very well pleased with the result Of the
interview, and withdrew from the prison.
CHAPTER XVII.
The night following the evening on
which Paxton had resolved to arrest
Levi Kredge, the shadow who had
followed the janitor since he became an
object Of suspicion, tracked his man to
his boarding house.
H. l.
had previously received from Paxton,
the shadow" remained on the watch
before Kredge's boarding house.
Presently, as had been arranged, the
detective made his appearance.
Paxton had come to arrest kredGe.
He regarded the capture Of the janitor
as so very Important that he did not care
to delegate the task to any Of his SUBJ
ordinates.
The detectives assistant informed him
that Kredge had entered the house, and
without delay he rang the bell.
In answer to the detectives summons
the landlady opened the door, and when
questioned, informed him that Kredge
was in his room.
Thanks to his previous visit, Paxton
knew the location of the janitOr's room,
and he ran up to it without q moment 8
delay.
The door Of Kredge's room opened at
the detectives touch, but Levi Kredge
was not In his apartment.
Paxton recoiled as he saw that the
room was empty.
He feared that the bird had taken the
alarm, and flown.
Darling down stairs, he questioned
the landlady again, but he soon satisfied
himself that she was ignorant OF
Kredge's fight, II flight it was.
A female domestic was called by the
landlsdy, and this woman stated that
Kredge had hastily left the house by a
rear route few minutes previously.
Paxton's fears were realized. Levi
Kredge had, so to say, slipped through
his fingers.
He searched the house merely as an
ordinary precaution to guard against de-
ception on the part Of his informant.
No trace Of Kredge was discovered.
Paxton upbraided himself, saying: