The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1892-05-08
BOB MARTINS LITTLE GIRL,
By DAVID CHRISTIE MURRAY.
"JosEPRs RACHEL RAINBOW GoLDn ETC
Ere,
ow FIRST PUBLISHED
XIV.

Next morning found Dom on his way to
| London. he had shaved and dressed with
an unusual and scrupulous care, and in his
| back frock coat, broad cravat, aud silk hat,
had very much the look of a general re-
| tired from active service. The little bit OF
red ribbon in the left lapel Of his coat
helped to lend him an air Of distinction.
and he sat with his gIoved hands crossed on
| the knob Of his walking stick, so motionless
and 30 resolute in aspect that his fellow-pas-
| sengers stared good deal at him, and ex-
changed glances with each other. His mill
| tary aspect by no means beled his temper.
for he was in she mood to scale fortress
single-handed. Nor was the service on
which he had entered devoid of danger. He
proposed no less to himself thHp tfatlyt TO 40
cuse John Hetheridge of n1uTdens gHether-
idge by this time occupied bigh place in
London financial circles, was absolutely
free of suspicion OF foul play in any direc-
ton, highly respected, and was, In general,
almost inaccessible to accusation.
"What do l knowP' Dom asked himself in
silence as he rode. "Let me see how the
chain holds. Link one: HetEeridge has
known an Andre Dom in Australia. He is
at least familiar with the name. and was as
likely to have used that as any other. Link
two: Before he went out to Australia his
hatred of Redwood was q matter Of common
| knowledge He had threatened to have the
life Of any man who married Ellioe Greena.
| way. Link three: He loses himself in the
bush, learns of the rumor of his own death,
and finds himself, If it so please him, effaced
from the world. Link four: He does actu-
ally afface himself, denying his own name to
the men who rescued him. Link five:
There are two years in his career for which
he declines to account to anybody. Link
six: He appears in Wellsted in his own
person on the day after the murder. Link
seven: The murdered man is hardly cold In
his grave when Hetheridge begins to MAKE
| approaches to the widow. Link eight; be
hears my name called and turns in a horri-
BILE agony of fear. Link nine: He pretends
not to know o word of French and listens
ouaking whilst / speak of the murder in
that language. Is there link missing any
wherea No. The chain will holdW
There were other considerations yet which
weighed with him. From the moment at
which the suspicion he had carried 80 long in
silence had dawned upon him, he bad lost
no opportunity of inquiring into Hether-
idges part, and into the history of the elder
Redwood He had leaned Of Hetheridge's
groundless belief In the dishonesty OF the
murdered mans father He had learned
further that Redwood had been without an
enemy in the world, save Hetheridge.
| Further yet, he knew that the Andre Dom
| who had committed murder had no cause
/ of quarrel whatever with his victim.
| Coupling all these facts with the strange
| evanishment of so marked a figure as the
| murderer, he seemed to himself to have
forged chain as strong as death.
Whether he were right or wrong, and no
shadow of a doubt assailed his mind. he
felt, now that this crisis had arrived, that
he was pushed on by an memorable neoes-
sity. a duty which could not be denied or
shirked. Terrible as the possibility Of a
marriage between George and Ellice had
appeared to him, even that shrank into
nothing by the side of the incredible atrocitY
of that second union which was made con-
4 tingent on the FIRST.
| He had asked himself over and over
| again, why do | make this my bustnessp
| but always to answer that no man not sunk
| in the most desperate slough of Indifference
could fail to make it his business If he
| guessed the truth.
Arrived in London, he betook himself to
| a chop house that he knew, drank glass Of
| wine there. as an excuse for asking for a
| siont of the London directory, and In a few
minutes was master Of Hetheridge's address
| He mounted passing omnibus and alighted
near Hetheridge's place of business, where
he walked resolutely in and presented his
| card.
| One of Hetheridge's clerks carried the
| card in TO his employer, who barely glanced
at it and threw it aside.
| "Ask him his business" he SAID, almost
snappishly.
| The mere name came as great shock to
him, but he oontrived to bear it and to show
| no sign.
The clerk returned.
| "The gentleman says his business is pri-
vate but very urgent"
"Then tell him." Hetheridgs returned, ito
| write about it.
Again the clerk retired, and again re-
| turned.
"The gentleman insists on a personal in-
| terview, sir"
"Tell him I'm engaged and can't see
him."
Once more the clerk retired, and again
| retured.
"The gentleman says he will wait until
| you can"
"Tell him" snapped Herheridge, ''to go
| to the devil"
| The clerk finally retired, but forbore to
| deliver the message as given, softening it on
| his own responsibility into the statement
that Mr.. Hetheridge declined to receive the
| visitor.
"That, :" said Dom, ais link number ten, !"
| though on reflection he saw that it was
| scarcely worth while to attach 30 much i'm
portance to busy mans refusal TO receive
a visitor who declined to disclose his bust
ness.
"We shall see If he will SEQ me-" said
Mons. Dom aloud, and taking seat In the
outer Office, he produced O. newspaper pur-
chased on the journey and began steadfastly
to read. We ODE III DIS
| The hour approached al which Hsther.
idge invariably went out for luncheon, and
he was In the act of putting on his gloves
when the clerk who had brought him news
| of Donl's arrival, entered the room with a
bundle Of papers which he laid upon the
table.
81 beg your pardon, SIR said the clerk,
"but the gentleman is still waiting"
Every WELL" said Hetheridge, throwing
| his gloves back into the hat from which he
had taken them. Il won't be troubled
with the fellow. Impudent begging-etter
imposterl Send round for luncheon. will
] take it here"
Nous. Dom was not rendered so insensl~
| BILE to the ordinary business Of life by the
| agitation of his errand but that the odor of
the viands which passed into the inner
| Office reminded him that his own luncheon
hour had passed. He stuck stolidly to his
| post. however, though once or twice ne
| thought of his pipe with yearning. For
the first time In his life he read the adver-
tisement columns Of a great London jour-