Maryland independent. [volume] (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1874-current, 1897-10-15

Up Ii two hours ago, confess, /
could find no possible loophole in the
net that at this moment surrounds Mr..
Leo Warehouse. i have called you
all here to tell you that now | fancy
there may be one" Another breath
less pause, as | fetched out square
of cardboard. Gan hangs upon this, "
I said, "a photograph Of the deceased
gentleman's eyes, taken after death.
Two hours back | made the acciden-
tai discovery that there was in those
eyes the indelible reflection Of face,
face all but recognizable at sight,
aud then | remembered something.
By tomorrow morning, If there is any
basis for the well-known scientific
theory that the eyes of person meet
ing d,a h by foul play often catch and
retain a likeness of the assassin's
features, we may be in possession of
the truth. Is this the face of Mr.. Leo
Warehouse? l am not at all certain
Of il; am going straight away now
to have this snap shot of mine enlarged
tenfold aud then In the meantime,
will ask you not TO let the matter go
beyond the house"
A SILVER and then a craning Of pale
faces to catch a glimpse he photo
graph, but ! was gone beforo they
could fully grasp what said. | ha |
motioned to Kate, and she followed
me to the hall door like one cropping
in dream.
evil you will you save me?"
l recolleet her whispering. "You
have discovered this, you suspect some
one, and yet you warn them ALL You
lit is falsel Show me that photo
graph, or shall scream out"
SSH you're too sensible, | said.
''The photograph 1t lisa blank card;
see! Mrs. Warehouse, I've simply
played card don't possess, that's
all. Time is precious. Now, listen.
They think I'm off to town; you will
let me in by the drawing room window
in ten minutes from now Goodby.
First train in the morningT | added,
loudly, and the big door changed.
-Four hours later, when everything
was quiet, I heard someone creeping
along the passage leading from the
servants quarters and up the stairs.
/ had been waiting in the drawing
room; l was out in iilfy. A man
yes, he was standing at the top of the
fight, as if afraid to go on. ] had
himl Up l crept. He went straight
along &c .ha.t rcc;.. and tried .he hsr
die. When it gave he jumped back
and almost saw me. Another second
then in he went / heard him
striking match. I was there. He
had lit candle and was turning this
way and that drawn, white face that
bore the marks of the four hours sus-
pense. 1t was Silverley, for years the
valet of the man lying behind those
white hangings, and it seemed that
my bit of bluff was going to have re-
suits. Holding the candle high, he
drew back the hangings and stared
hard at the poor old gentleman's eyes.
They were closed. of course, and
would never open again. He had
waited four hours in fever for moth
ing at ALL
A click behind him did the rest
was pulling the door to, and he sprang
across in fair frenzy--iust too late.
managed to lock it on the outside,
aud his nerves weren't proof against
that second shock. He gave sort of
choking scream, and then all was
oniet dawn I ran and woke one of
the servants. However, when we
opened that door there was no need
to use force or even to ask questions.
He was on his knees there and gasped
out the truth on the spot
I'll did in it self-defencei Let me
out-only let me outl They'll never
hang me-they Couldn't You think
1t was all quiet in there. l ran
through the drawing room and along
the balcony, and he was sitting with
his head down SO, and the packet was
lying there-anyone's property II
thought he was in fit and found my
hand on the packet before 1 knew it.
He saw me and snatched at my throat,
like this, in a passion. He was mad
aud would have strangled me, and /
l had to do i'll Then was frightened
and ran back. / never meant to let
MIR. Warehouse in for it till IL
Oh, heayensi 1 didn't What have l
said?" A bit more than I'd expected.
Enough, at any rate, to get him penal
servitude.