Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1896-07-02
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CHAPTER VII.-(Continned,


spoken to Cundall, and one that he had
told him he did not seem very gay, but
that he had replied in his usual pleasant
manner, that he was very we'll, but had
a good deal to occupy his mind.
It was some time past two o'clock (the
club having n large number of members
of Parliament on it's roll, was a late one)
before the storm was over, and he rose to
go.
The hall porter was apparently the last
person who spoke to him alive, asking
him if he should call cab, but receiving
for answer that, as the air was now so
cool and fresh, he would walk home
through the park, it being so near to
sGrosvenor place.
The sentries who had been on duty at
and around st. James Palace were inter
rogated, and the one who had been out
side Clarence House stated that he dis
tinctly remembered q gentleman answer
ing Mr.. Cundalps description passing by
him into the park at about quarter to
three.
1t was raining slightly, and he had his
umbrella up. He saw laborer, or me-
schanic, walking some fifteen yards behind
him, and supposed he was going to his
early work.
From the time Mr.. Cundall passed this
man until the policeman found him dead,
no one seemed to have seen him.
With the exception of the medical evil
dence, which stated that he had been
stabbed to, and through, the heart by one
swift, powerful blow, that must have
caused instantaneous death, there was
little more to be told.
III, tot of 10 orr m
there had been no struggle, fact which
would justify the idea that the murder
had been planned and premeditated.
The workman might have easily plan
ned it himself in the time he followed
him from outside his club to the time they
were in the park together, but he would
have had to be provided with an extraor-
dinarily long knife, such as workmen rare
1y carry.
Lord Penlyn sat listening to the differ
ent opinions of men who had known Cum
dali
Amongst others, he noticed one young
man who was particularly grief-stricken,
and who was constantly appealed to by
those who surrounded him; and, on ask
ing a fellow member who he was, he
learnt that he was a MIR. Stuart, the secre-
tary of his dead brother.
"ro-morrow, Penlyn heard him say,
and he started as he heard it, 81 am go
ing to make a thorough investigation of
all his papers. AS far as l or MS city
agents know, he hadn't a relation in the
world: but surely his correspondence must
give us some idea of whom to commune
cate with. And, until this morning, l
should have said he had not got an enemy
in the world, either"
''You think, then, that this dastardly
murder is the work of an enemy, and not
for mere robbery" the gentleman asked
who had brought him into the club
81 am sure of it! AS to the workman
who is supposed to have done it-well, If
he did do it. he was only workman IN
DISGUISE No! he had some enemy, per-
hans some one who owed him money or
whose path he had been enabled by his
wealth to cross, and that is the man who
killed him. And l am going to find that
man out"
Penlyn sat there, and as he heard Stu
art utter these words he felt upon what
precipice he stood.
Suppose that. in the papers which were
about to be ransacked, there should be
any that proved that Walter Cundall was
his eldest brother, and that he, Penlyn,
had only learned it two days before he
was murdered.
Would not everything point to him as
the Cain who had slain his brother, and
was he not making appearances worse
against him by keeping silence:
He must tell some one; he could keep
the horrible secret no longer. And he
must have the sympathy of some one
do in q
Surely, she would not believe him to be
the murderer of his own brother! Yes,
he would go down to Belmont and tell
her all. Better it should come from him
than that Stuart should discover II, ana
publish it to the world.
81 hope you may find him out" several
men said in answer to Stuart's eNclama-
ton. SIS there any clew likely to be got
at through the wound!'
'No," Stuart answered, 81 think not
Though the surgeon who has examined
it says that it was made by no ordinary
knife. The dagger, he thinks, must have
been semi-crcular, and of kind the
Arabs often use, especially the Algerian
Arabs"
II never knew that!' said one; "but
then l have never been to Algiers. Who
has? Here, Penlyn, you were there once
weren't your
YES" Penlyn said, and his tongue
seemed to cleave to the roof of his mouth
MS he uttered the words; "but never saw
or heard of knife or dagger of that de-
Scription."
Stuart looked at Lord Penlyn as he
spoke, and noticed the faltering way in
which he did So
Then, in moment the thought flashed
into his mind that this was the man who
had Won the woman whom his generous
friend and patron had loved.
Could he-but no. the idea was ridicu-
lous! He was the winner, Cundall the
loser. Successful men had no reason to
XII! their unsuccessful rivals!
CHAPTER VIII.
After wretched night spent in tossing
about his bed, in dreaming of the muir
adered man and in lying awake wondering
how he could break the news to Ida. Lord
Fenlyn rose with the determination Of
going down to Belmont.
How i'll YOU look!' Smerdon said, when
he saw him. "What is the matter?''
Matter?" the other answered. is
there not matter enough to make me look
al! | have told you that Cundall is dead.
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