The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1895-07-21

She irGs dCdd.
but he will not be of much use on the
first landing. Didn'tyou see her scurry-
ing along the road from your window"
"No." stammcred Mr.. Steinworth.
"After / heard the hall door opening |
stood at my own locked door, with my
ear glued to it, trying if l could find
out what had gone wrong-ygjat was
the matter--but 1 could only hear your
voice and the sobs Of woman. This
IS terrible news, certainly"
Yes. 1t is rather startling, especial
ly TO those that belong to the house.
And now, young gentleman, will you
give me your attention for a bit until the
doctor comesy'
Certainly" said Steinworth, pull
ing himself together. Il suppose had
better abandon all hope of catching the
40 at Paddington?"
Il should think SO, said Constable
Metcalf. "Now, sir, first and foremost,
the locks of these bedrooms puzzle me-
They are different from other locks
Can you explain about them|
A dead body was not much Of mys-
;ery TO the constable but the young
nan locked into his room was a matter
;hat wanted clearing up
"Oh, yes, answered Steinworth
orisl1ly. II remember used to kick up
shine with Mrs. Davon he gasped
as he mentioned the name-''in the be-
ginning, and the unfortunate lady got
brass bolts fixed on the inside Of the
doors That's mine as you can see,
pointing 70 a small brass bolt fixed on
the door She told me that when tho
house was being renovatod-just before
she camo 20 it--whoever did i5 up
thought the old locks verc too good TO
throw away. He had now recovered
his complncent manner, and ne spoke
with the Olubility which had iu the
beginning 5isccncerted the police con-
stable "Much zoo good to throw away.
Vm1efully good locks, / understand.
Thcy gro an thc samo in the bedrooms
-at least, so understand. A brass box
is all L havo got for my money inside,
as You can see No hole inside for the
key. No use in any one putting her eye
to the llcyholo outside / used to thinl,
|
/ got accustomed to it i'm time And it
has got its advantages. 10 lis handy
enough If You want TO leave the ro. m
! for q bit Lock the door outside, put
the key in your pocket, and there you
I are You haven't to 60 fishing for Il key
| inside, and there S no occasion to lose
| your temper trying to tit it into the hole
outside Capital lock, / call it. And
/ then when i do want TO shut myself mp
/ for the night there's the brass bolt that
Mrs. Davom got fixed for mo But
! this is awful news about herW The pal
lor overspread his face again, and his
voice grew husky. She seemed quito
in her ordinary health last night.
wonder what did she die OFF,
"Wo must leave that 20 the doctors,
answered Constable MetcaH gazing fix
edly at the loci, Of Albert Steinworth' q
door, "I suppose, said nc after q mo-
meutnIy pause The other room on the
same landing Is Il bedroom3"
eyes.
Occupied / prosume?
Yes. a Mr.. Vickery occupies 70. A
lUm sort of customer. Always closeted
IN his room with something OF o,hel
which he says he is inyendng -urlos.
when he is out on the prowl. He's q
strange old codger-uot that he IS 81
very old either except about the eyes
They seem to b. 100 years Of age.
"He sleeps pretty soundly--that is
il ho has not been awakened by Mis-
Rodney cry.
"Sleep He's a rare one 10 sleep.
don think he's ever out OF bed neior'
- o'clock IN me day.
'.Lot us see # ne is NJ now
You nay axe ny word toE ID he il
now snoring ike a pig,
'Woll, if he young lady cry did no
wake him no ordinary sound viii have
much oIec, upon him He'll have 10 b
shaken.
Like a carpet, observed Mr.. Stein
worth, smiling and disclosing two long
white teeth under his light mustache.
Perhaps he is locked in too
"Like enough What do you make {
il? Window below forced, my room loci
ed from the outside, Mrs. Dayorn dead.
He shuddcrod as he used her namI
"What On earth docs il all meant fe'
quite shaken. "
"We must wait "
Constable Metcah moved out Of Il
room, his gaze still fascinated by Il
brass lock
"You'u excuse me, sir, said }
suayely as be stood with Albert Steil
worth on the landing, "but II just los
your door for the present and keep d
! key until we have things cleared up
Bit
, An uneasy frown contracted SteiI
worth's brows Lock my doOrg Hn
. vou think I have had enough ~ ia
kind Of thingg"
Constable Metcalf oifered no reply.
my hat is inside. May take ii
asked the young Hiaa. 'ur vii "
4, fetch il for meg
(To be Continued
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