Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1898-09-21
vn! L beg your pardon. miss"

On! 1 beg your pardon. miss"
She started, and turning. recognized
Dillon.
| Il beg your pardon, miss" he repeated.
IL thought Mr.. Standish was here
He was here half an hour ago. and
will return soon," she said, rising and
LAaSing earnestly at him; something in
him repealed her, yet she had a curious
wish to speak to him.
Thank you, miss. l only wanted to
ask him a question or two. and maybe
You could answer them as WELL"
Mr.. Dillon, do you hope to 1T any
clueT'
We'll. miss, I may and I may not.
There are many points to be considered.
| It's all very well to offer rewaEde aud
hdnt Up Sc for Ign chaps, but IT'S just
possible others may have a hand In 1t.
Things look black enough, I grant,
against those men. still" he stopped
and looked down, as if considering deep
ly.
Still, IN what other way can you pos
sibly account for the horrible crime r
asked Dorothy.
"As to accounting for it-why, that's
not TO be thought of yet. Then you see
there's heap Of crimes done from spite,
and jealousy and revenge, besides the de
sire to grab booty"
There could be no such motives in this
case" returned Dorothy, trying to speak
calmly, while her heart beat with almost
painful violence at this corroboration of
her own horrible suspicious. who could
be Jealous of or wish to hurt my sister,
who only lived among her own family
and had no intimacies outside themT'
We'll, l suppose that's true; but you
/ know, miss, l am a stranger, and don't
know nothing Of how you and she lived.
Sometimes good, kind ladies manage to
offend spiteful people who don't stop at
triies. II you could remember now that
she scorned anyone, or turned her back
/ on anyone, it might be q help, and of
course you would like to bring the villain
to justice!' He kept his small, searching
eyes fixed on her while he spoke, noting
how the swift blood mounted almost to
her brow, and then left her paler than
before; how her eyes avoided his, and she
seemed to shrink together.
How dare you suggest such fearful
possibilitiesv' interrupted Dorothy, hard
ly able to refrain from screaming aloud
with terror. You are thinking of wick
ed, uncivilized people, not Of English gen
tlemen and ladies'; these vile motives do
not exist here and-and you ought not to
speak Of them to any one! Don't you see
what frightful conclusions they point to =:
What q cruel construction the world we
live in would put upon them. You must
not speak in that way-to any onev'
Trust me-" he returned, with n hide
ously confidential air-while he thought,
tell, there's a tile off the roof here some
how"
Il have kept many a curious story quiet
before this" he said aloud. IF you trust
/ me- miss, and just tell me every little
trifie such as, of course, you wouldn't
speak out before a low. vulgar policeman
who has neither discretion nor delicacy
I'll lay my hand on the miscreant-or,
with strong emphasis, "the real miscre-
ants tool!'
| Dorothy was overwhelmed. How was
1t that this stranger, this common man.
had evolved suspicious so like her own
What clue had he gained? How did he
dare-her head swan. She dreaded to
think what inculpatory morsel of writing
either from or TO Egerton, might have
fallen into his hands; papers. notes, let
ters were so easily mislaid, SO dreadfully
dangerous! She made a gallant effort tC
pull herself together. for she felt he was
irving to read her thoughts with his sly
mean eyes.
Il am 50 unnerved," she said with sud
den composure, that everything fright
ems me- OF course a man Of your expert
ence must know much that seems impos
sible to me. / can but hope your skill ma
bring the real felon to justice. To me
of course, it is clear that robbery and the
fear of detection were the only motives
for the crime that has robbed us Of one
so dear" A sob choked her words.
Dillon stood respectfully silent.
"She's a plucky one" thought the de
tective, while he said aloud, No. OF
course not, miss; but I'll be careful al
the same and you may be sure III dc
my best to find out the real truth" He
suddenly raised his eyes as he uttered the
last words. Dorothy could not resist 9
shiver; there was, to her ear, threat II
his tone. Now" he resumed-when tt
Dorothy's delight the door opened to ad
nit Standish, who came in quickly, say
ing:
"You here, Dillon"
He stopped beside Dorothy.
Yes. sir I just came in, thinking yor
were here"
"Well." returned Standish, somewha
impatientiy, Miss Wynn looks very
much exhausted. The sooner We car
leave her to rest the better" While ht
spoke Dorothy, as if unconsciously. slip
ped her arm through his and drew Gloss
to him. SO that he felt the beating OF mel
heart, the tremor that occasionally raj
through her slight frame
81 am sorry ! disturbed the young
,adv-" With an abrupt bow and a satls
fed smile the detective left tho room
| all hit {f ah%
chose. She was in a proper fright wheI
1 hinted at jealousy. l suspect 4 sahee
nrettv close to the wind. She does moi
ryant his high mightiness there to know
| what I was driving at. She spoke vi
pretty quick when 1 began about tf'
bar / fancy I have a fine job in hand
She is an uncommon pretty piece o.
goods. 1 would not mind her cuddllng mt
I'M "a she does that guardian. But bit
h.g of soys. is worth all that moonshine.
CHAPTER XII.
Meantime Standish, looking kindly int'
Dorothy's eyes, exclaimed: Il was afraf
that fellows questions would only opel
rour wounds: wanted to be with yo'
uben ne came. You are looking 80 pal'
and worn. Dorothy! must get you ava!
| from this" =.
Dorothy withdrew her arm from nl
and sat down, beginning to put her paper
and letters together.
Il should be pleased, too. The sight o
this room, Of everything, the recoiieetio'
of our happy days Is insupporta 6ie.
Il have been consulting with MIS-
Oakeley. Mrs. Callander wants you a.
to go to her house in LOodon-at feas
till you can settle in an abode OF you
own. Miss Oakley proposes to take
house and reside with you, for the wan
ter at least. What do you think OF 'hiS
She is kind and huma1