San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1892-11-18
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of army int macy he tramped through
the sitting room on the left of the hall,
then into the dining room beyond. No
one there. Then across the hall again
and into Holden's own sleeping room at
the rear of the house. The kerosene
lamp was br- ming on the dressing tabla.
The bed had been occupied. Evidently
Holden had turned in early, only to be
routed out by the orders of the colonel.
The floor crcaked somewhere overhead.
Then he was sure he heard a quick,
light football on the stair. "Oh, Doc
Here l am. It's Kenyon" he cried.
But no answer came. Once more re-
turning to the hall, and thence to the
sitting room, he found them empty as
before. The parlor door on the west
side was closed. Slowly he strolled ont
on the front piazza, just in time to catch
sight of tall form in the dark circular
cape striding up to the gate. Surely
that was Holden. Then he heard a
nail:
Hello, Rolfe. That you?"
Eyes. You go with us, do your
81 do. Won't you come in?'
mot just now; I've got to go to my
quarters moment. Ill be in by and
by. Well have to make night of it"
"All right. Kathleen will get US some
coffee after while. Bring in some of
the others with you" Then the doctor
hn1,nIipc hn or GEHa1ln
Kenyon. You here? Well, you were
right after all, weren't you? I've just
been over to the hospital to see to the
field chests"
Weren't you in here just now? asked
Kenyon.
II? No! Not for ten minutes"
well, some one WIS here-up stairs
and down, both. | called twice and got
no answer, but saw man and heard
the steps. Thought it was you"
"Rolfe, perhaps. He was in the road
just beyond our gate as came back, butt
thought he had just come from his COM
pany quarters"
answered, should think" said Ken
yon. Besides, the figure and the foot
steps were those of a much lighter
man."
"Queer!" said Holden, his thoughts in
stantly reverting to the event of the
week before. did you see him?"
81 saw figure pass across the light
streaming from the sitting room door
Then heard the step up stairs while |
stood in your room, and then very quick,
light steps on the stairs-sOme one COM
ing down like streak, now that think
of it"
"How long ago?'
Not more than minute before you
got here"
"By Jove, I'm going to look into this!"
said Holden quickly. "Of course you've
heard of the excitement we had here
Bring that candle, will you? I'll take
the lamp" Up the stairs they went-up
to the landing where Mia Guthrie had
her mysterious fright and fall. The
door of the room she occupied was open.
All was darkness within. Holden, fol
lowed by Kenyon, entered, and they set
their lights upon table. The side Win
dow was shut and barred, the south win
dows as firmly closed. Everything
looked neat and undisturbed, but cold
and deserted. No sign of an intruder
for moment to the eyes of either man.
Then of sudden Holden made a spring
for the toilet table, seized a small silver
frame and stood glaring at it.
''By Jove. look herer'
What's the natter" asked Kenyon.
Don't you see?' was the answer, as
the doctor held the face of the frame
toward him, empty and gaping. "Nita
Guthries photograph was in this frame
and on that table just before the hop
began when was up here. and where
is it nowF'