The Yakima herald. [volume] (North Yakima, W.T. [Wash.]) 1889-1914, 1893-12-28

Hes in it, too" muttered Simpson,
lounging back to the hotel. where he
kept the best watch he could from his
room. which gave him view Of the doc
tors Office. Nothing noteworthy was
observed. and night closed In with little
II any real progress In the remarkable
investigation he had undertaken.
The sagacious officer, however, had
crystallized q theory which had been
gradually taking shape In his mind. He
had determined on what might be pro-
nounced desperate venture.
As soon as it was fairly dark he left
the hotel, first informing the landlord
that he was liable to be kept out until
late at night and possibly until morn
ing. He was told that the negro boy
who slept in the barroom would admit
him ct any hour and conduct him to his
room.
The night was dark, with faint moon.
The Livermore homestead, standing al
most beyond the limits Of the village,
was -shrouded in gloom except for the
dim light Of an oil lamp burning just in
front Of the entrance to the grounds. II
was no difficult matter for the detective
to steal in among the trees without be-
ing SEEN. He made himself certain ear
lier in the day that there was no dog
about the premises. so he had nothing to
fear on that score.
He had secured position which gave
him q view Of one side and the front Of
the house, including the portion Lit mp by
the smoking lamp across the street.
Posting himself thus, he was prepared TO
wait several hours IL necessary--an Or
deal for which the successful detective
must always be ready.
He would have given q good deal had
he dared to light one Of his delightful
cigars while thus waiting, but that would
have been inexcusable imprudence, for
the odor was liable to betray him to any
one approaching the dwelling.
Fortunately he was not kept long in
waiting. Less than half an hour had
passed when he discerned the outlines Of
| a man coming along the lonely street and
entering the dim area Of illumination
thrown out by the lamp.
As the figure came more plainly into
view and turned to pass through the
open gate, the watcher identified 1t.
Its DR.. Maidhoff, sure enough" he
muttered, with thrill Of pleasure and
expectation that his surmise had proved
correct. He has come in answer to
that summons of Miss Glider"
The physician walked briskly mp the
path. stepped upon the broad porch. his
footsteps sounding distinct in the still
ness Of the night. Before he could move
forward to sound the heavy brass knock
er the door was drawn inward, and by
the light Of the lamp in the hall beyond
Simpson saw the form Of Miss Glider.
Beyond o doubt she was waiting for
him. and his call was not professional
one. since he would not have waited 90
long after receiving the letter Of the
young lady.
The two did not enter the house at
once. The partly open door showed the
dark figures on the threshold. where they
talked for some moments In low tones.
II Simpson could only catch few Of
the words which now reached him in an
almost inaudibls hum, they were certain
to be Of the highest importance, 90 much
80 indeed that he was on the point Of
stealing forward among the trees, though
the attempt was almost hopeless one,
when, to his chagrin, they passed inside,
and the door was closed behind them.
he heard the click Of the lock and the
sliding of the old fashioned bolt.