The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1895-07-02
WAS SHE SO INNOCENT?

yoqr quarry until the curtain drops
vuepose there has been some mistake?'
ph. i guess we know our business
Burnset. You newspaper mer
you know II all. but"
he manager br~iSe in. But, Mr.
kift, it vial ruin us to have the play
topped. Suppose she's innocent. II
would hur. her houses all over the
country to have /. known she was even
accused" And he wiped the persplra'
) tion from hts brow.
"Il be personally responsible to you
Swift" said Burnett. she shall not
leave the theater. except wl.h you,
permission. And l give you my word
that II any enc killed Lord Holton, sh;
did net. and i fell certain I know wis
4 was"
"Oh, 1t Is utter rank nonsense 20
think of accusing Esr." said the mana-
ger She is the dearest. incest girl on
the boards today; and the best girl. too
She turns all her notes and billetdouN
over to me. with orders TO burn 'em.
She do such a thing? Oh. absurd.
guess not.'
Perfectly ridiculous?' chimed in
-e~AAANsss "ho was St2ii NSly PaiS.
will prove itr'
You won't arrest her now? Come, "
said the manager. taking the detec-
tive's arm. I'm put you in prosceni-
um box. where YOU can step on the
stage any time. and you can keen your
eye on her-and she's a neat thing 10
Keep ones eye on. too-if it don't set
dim with tears in that last act. IN.
Burnett? Come along. I'm sorry II
Lord Holton is her father ana is kill a
"a d-d inhospitable thing to do u a
foreigner the minute he arrives. But
she didn't do 1t. don't you be alarmedw
The good-natured detective hesitated
moment, then said: well. gentle
men. TIL not stop the play-if she can
act with nhurder on her heart n mind
80 III %ait"
Byrnect gave sight Of relief.
Mt. Swift looked az his watch. "It's
now just 9.45." he said. "I'll use my dis
9fetion ard wait: I guess there amt
/nothing to be gained by stopping the
play. I'm always willing to oblige you.
Mr.. Burnett
And the plays over at Ills or 20.'
said the manager. "So-it's not long
and afterwards. Mr.. Swift, II you will
zee me-ahem."
The detective gave a deprecato
wave of his hand.
We'll, show me the blk, I'll wait" he
said.
Burnett grasped mis- hand and half
turned away.
I'VE cabled Birmingham police at
once. of course" said the detective.
"and their answer. giving details of
, who Lord Holton was, family. friends,
enemies. troubles, etc, II any. are at
headquarters now, and superintendent
Byrnes Is by this time plobably read
ing full account of Lord Hobton and
his affairs. A large property owned
in England, sir. This murder will make
. big stir over there"
"But what cause had she?" asked the
manager.
"A mystery to be cleared up. She
may be relation-or she may not be-
and, what Is often the case, he may
have ruined the girl. and this Is her
first chance to get even"
Burnett's eyes grew fierce as a
wounded tigers. mo, no. she is guilt
less" he cried. "You say you will not
>ogTest her till the end of the play"
Burnse& looked at his watch. TT Is
now $40 The curtain for the third act
rises in Ave minutes. Excuse me- I'll
70 down and see Byrnes"
Swift's heavy hand was on his arm
like viseL mo funny business, Mr.
Burnett! You are young-you-like her
chr
Burnett looked at him. IT am as
anxious as you to find the murderer"
Swift grinned. But not the murder
e., eh? You must work with US, not
against us, SIR. Even II the lady is-a
stunnery'
'sCertafnly-good night. I will see
you again at the end Of the play"
Burnett went straight to Eeanor's
dressing room behind the scenes. As
he was d privileged character, no one
paid much attention to him. He
knocked.
II can't admit anyone, I'm dressing"
eaid . voice.
'Pk on q cloak; I must speak to
you"
The door opened. "You are very
pressing." laughed the voice In its rich
contralto.
Eleanor looked out upon him in a long
white morning dress. 1t was lovely
Parts creation" in lace and tulle.
~ h the way look at Auteuil," she
omiled. ''Do you like it"'
such merriment in her eyes! She
must ~ Innocent!
Il ssf-canf like 10 see Armand and you
pjaying at marriage. Of course. 1t Is
no4 an agreeable scene"
ssf3ow pale and earnest he Is! Mr..
Burnett, ifyou knew that Armand had
been eating onions In his salad at dim
ner. perhaps you would not mind. oh,
~ 3 = Disgusting pig; not that he
nsssnS 70 be-"
0he tfasds . WY face.
4 Il hsvs something TO say to you" he
Sald. stefn1y.
Z ssTksn shuFsy. u u three minutes be-
f6se the ctlrtaan goes up--and how de-
- TIN naoet trying scene with the re-
't1ectable Uuv4l pere! It Is the hard
IT, most trying scene IN camille-with
~ \ what you ere your greatest IN"
4, xci1 eee vefy kind. But. my friend
w have oor16 6thing on your mindT'
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