San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1895-07-14
CHAPTER I.
LOCKED IN.
LOCKED IN,
Hi. policeman 70
GN,,>c<ol1- q

-. oAoN Hldrcn ana looked upward.
Right in front of the constable was
dwelling house with small forecourt,
two storied house situated in terrace
ON the Felspar road in the London sub
urb of Clayfelds.
1t was an odd looking terrace, con-
slsting of seven houses numbered to
AZ. The terrace had been erected about
~ years previously The seven houses
nau originally belonged to one landlord,
out during the 40 years they had fire.
Quently changed hands. Some of the
houses had been allowed to fail grad
ually into a condition bordering ON de-
cay, some had been patched up and pre-
scented a fairly wholesome front, and
two-l1 and l3-had been almost re-
built and looked from the outside al
most as good as new.
Constable Metcaf was now gazing at
the first floor window of 49,
The head and shoulders of young
man were thrust out of the window of
the principal bedroom, room situated
In the front of the house and occupying
the space over the front parlor and the
narrow hall The stone lodges of the
parlor and bedroom windows were deco
rated with wooden flower boxes, and
the young man as he endeavored to at
tract the attention of the constable had
to hold his head high and crane his neck
In order to avoid coming into contact
with the fowerless stalks of the gerani-
ums which bordered the outer sash of
the window
Hi, say, policeman p repeated the
young man in somewhat louder tone.
"Well, said Constable Metcalf, step
ping back few PAGES ON the f1agway
until his shoulder came into contact
with gas lamp. whats up?'
It was a little before o'clock in the
morning Thursday morning, the 10th
of October. The sun hal not yet risen.
The gray dawn was struggling for exist
emce, battling with thin white mist
which had not been able during the
night to arrive at the dignity of fog.
There were no signs of life or movement
In the road other than the policeman
standing neat the lamppost, the young
man at the fist floor window and some
detected, home sinking cats. The rat
Ting milk cart-usually the first sound
which saluted the ears of early risers in
the Felspar Foad-had not yet turned
- 1he road
egular fix, said the young
what is up" He spoke
aSrently foreign accent,
Hl>ockney twang II am
denroom and cannot make
" w
ii, asked the nol;cemap
hs XII
A know. There is no bell
q th2aye made a noise, but
su4e stirring. Would you
hrout u bell of the hall door
his cto catch train at z 40
bit tn"
ldeittsaid Constable Metcalf
lshfke Strengthened his square
moved away from the lamp
d the small iron gate leading
small forecourt, walked with
steps along the tiled passage
from the gate to the hall
fave the bell a vigorous tug.
5, said the young man, gaz-
BIT the policeman as the latter
hex from the doorway and
lat the first floor window. "I
Bar some one stirring. Awfully
d being locked into my room.
M such an experience before.
nthing to find yourself pris-
,.r bedroom at O'Clock in the
with an early train to catch. |"
1T quite understand you. Door
1,om the outside, is it?'
n The lock is some old fashioned
arrangement. 1t has no keyhole
- But why it should be fastened
.~n't understand Mrs. Davorn
.liece-I suppose you know the
the people Of the house-like
'o t,U1 policeman that you are?'
,;;,I know the NAME" said Con-
l., retcalf little gruf1y.
s s, u knew was going off early this
auii pa Perhaps they have detained
oV ye1 he bill" He laughed as if he
Y sai.s ~ sde "a good joke and then for a
:. oo sl'fnbents relapsed into silence.
S Sn.e f} any one moving?" asked the
Sstp
WSW IA stir. 1t must have been a
false alarm. They sleep soundly surely.
Perhaps they were up late. Would you
mind giving the bell another tug, Mr..
Policeman
Constable Metcaf made two steps for
ward and pulled the bell again.
"Ah, think we have started some
one at last,' cried the young man. 81
am sure heard noise in the house II
is either Mis-. Davorn or Miss Rodney.
But they may be some time dressing,
constable. / won't ask you to trouble
any further. Yes, / hear the sound OF
feet. Awfully obliged to you, constable.
was ON the lookout for the milkman
or e,ane other early Samaritan when you
summed mn and saved me from being kept
any longer in durance vile
Constable Metcalf was trifle uneasy