Waterbury evening Democrat. [volume] (Waterbury, Conn.) 1887-1895, 1894-08-06


tell me more Of this Sergeant Mcleod
What do You mean by his catching
sight of her and going to grass?''
ST mean he fell fiat ON his face the
moment he saw her and hasn't been in
good form from that moment to this.
The doctor says it's heart disease"
That's what the colonel says troubles
Mrs. Maynard. She was senseless and
almost pulseless some minutes last
night What manner Of man is Nc
Leod?'
"a tall. slim. dark eyed, swarthy
fellow, a man with o history and
mystery, judge"
"a man with q history, a mystery,
who is tall, slim, has dark eyes and
swarthy complexion and faints away at
sight of Miss Renwick might be said
to possess peculiar characteristics, fam
lily traits, some of than. OF course
you've kept an eye ON Mcleod. Where
is hep
Chester stood leaning ON the rail,
breathing slowly and heavily. His eyes
dilated as he gazed at Armitage, who
was surveying him coolly, though the
tone in which he spoke betrayed new
interest and a vivid one.
81 confess never thought of him in
connection with this affair, - said Ches-
ter.
There's the one essential point of
difference between us, " was the reply.
"You go in on the superstition that there
is only one solution to this thing, and
that woman must DO diGhonored to be-
gin with / believe there car be several
solutions, and that there is only one
thing in the lot that is at all impossi-
ble''
what's that?''
Hiss Renwick's knowledge of that
nights visitor or of any other secret or
sin. mean to work other theories first,
and the LcLeod trail is good one to
| start ON. Where can / get a look at
him?''
Somewhere out in the Rockies by
| this time. He was ordered back to his
troop five days ago, and they are out
scouting at this moment unless I'm
vastly mistaken. You have seen the
morning dispatches?''
About the Indians? Yes. Looks
| squally at the Spirit Rock reservation.
Do you mean that Mcleod is there?''
That's where his troop ought to be
| by this time. There is too small force
ON the trail now, and more will have to
go if big outbreak is to be prevented I"
''Then he has gone, and 1 cannot see
him. Let me look at the window then. +"
A few steps brought them TO the ter
race, and there, standing by the west
wall and looking up at the closed stats
| of the dormer window, Captain Chester
retold the story of his night adventure.
| Armitage listened attentively, asking
| few questions. When it was finished,
the latter turned and walked to the rear
door, which opened ON the terrace 1t
was locked
THE servants are having holiday,
| presume" he said. $50 much the bet
! ter. Ask the quartermaster for the key
of the front door, and I'll go in while
everybody is out looking at dress parade.
There goes first call now. Let your Or
derby bring it to me here, will you?''
| Ten minutes later, with beating heart,
he stood and uncovered his handsome
head and gazed silently, reverently
around him He was in her room.
1t was dainty as her own dainty self.
The dressing table, the windows, the
pretty white bed, the broad, inviting
lounge, the work table and basket. the
very washstand, were all trimmed and
decked alike. white and yellow prevail
| ing White lace curtains draped the
| window ON the west-that fateful win
dow-and the two that opened ont on
the roof of the piazza. White lace cur
tains draped the bed, the dressing table
and the washstand. White lace OF
4
terial hung about her bookshelves and
workable and over the lounge, and bows
of bright yellow ribbon were every.
where, yellow pincushions and wal
pockets hung about the toilet table, soft
yellow rugs lay at the bed and lounge
side, and a sunshiny tone was given t
the whole apartment by the shades o.
yellow silk that hung close to the win
dows.
On the wall were some choice etchingi
and few foreign photographs On th'
bookshelves were a few volumes O
poetry and the prose of George Elio
and our own Hawthorne. Hanging OIL
pegs in the corner of the simple arm,
room, covered by a curtain, were SOM
heavy outer garments, an ulster, 1
travelling coat and cape of English max
and one or two dresses that were ap
parently too thick to be used at thi
season of the year. He drew aside tn
curtain one moment, took brief glanc
at the garments, raised the hem of
skirt to his lips and turned quickl,
away. A door led from the room to tn
one behind it, spare bedroom evident
ly, that was lighted only from the bacl
of the house and had no side window a
all. Another door led to the hall,
broad, old fashioned affair, and crossin
this he stood in the big front room oC
| I cupied by the colonel and his wife. Thi
: was furnished almost as luxuriously
from an army point of view, as that c
} Miss Renwick, but not in white and yel
{ low.
Armitage smiled to see the evidence
of Mrs. Maynard's taste and handiwor
on every side. In the years he had bee
the old soldiers adjutant nothing coul
have exceeded the simplicity with whic
the colonel surrounded himself. Now
5 was something akin to Sybaritish els
L gance, thought the captain, but all tn
same he made his deliberate survey
There was the big dressing table an
J bureau ON which had stood that rayisl
ed picture. that photograph Of the gil
he loved which others were able I
,, speak of and one man to appropriai
feloniously, while yet he had never see
5 it His impulse was to go to Jerrold
quarters and take him by the throat an
n demand it of him, but what right ha
Ie he? How knew he even that it was no
IL there? In view of the words that Che
Is ter had used toward him. Jerrold mu
know of the grievous danger in whic
70 he stood That photograph would pro,