Hot Springs weekly star. (Hot Springs, S.D.) 1892-1917, 1898-09-23

" = suG uuIiOTs H you WCu6C. SIT.
presenting a card, .thc gentleman said he
would call again."
IF he does, show him up" returned
Standish, reading the inscriptiOn-"Luke
q. Dillon" II shall be ut home most of
the afternoon"
He began Il letter to Henrietta, for he
was anxious that she should return to her
temporary home and to Dorothy.
His lucubrations were cut short by the
announcement of "Mr. Dillon,'' and the
detective entered, fresh, cool, self-satis-
fled and red as ever.
Thought I'd look you up," he began.
you'll have been wondering what has
become Of mcy"
'Well, no! You see. there is nothing
more to do. us" Standish paused.
Just so! Nothing more to do-,nd n
pretty tidy job I made of it, eh, Mr.. Stan
dish?'
II readily acknowledge your remarka-
bic ability" returned Standish cautiously.
well, sir, the poor gentleman made
away with himself sooner than 1 expect-
cd"
How do YOU know he made away with
himself:"
why, Mr.. Standish. you and 1. who
know the whole truth. need not beat about
the bush when VIC are face to face and no
witnesses by. 1 dare say there's doubt
enough as to intention to entitle YOU to
deny it was suicide, but what YOU think
is another pair of shoes. Between YOU
and me. it's the best thing the moor fellow
could have done! His life was over-any
life worth living-so he was right to get
shut of it,"
I'VE need not discuss the question: rc.
turned Standish haughtily. I'VE are not
likely to gree OH abstract questions"
Like enough!!" with careless superior
ity. Now, the reason l have called il to
show You that l have II good deal of what
L believe YOU top-sawycrs call delicate
consideration, mixed with a due regard
for my W interest,"" He paused.
pray continued. l am much interest
cd"
You'll he more so presently. When
last you and l had n talk, Mr.. Standish,
we differed about Sae or two triflcs. One
was the amount Cue to me for informal
ton which would certainly lead to the
discovery of the murderer. and also for an
undertaking to hold my tongue as to the
same. Now, on reflection, / decided not
TO trouble YOU. You were not of the fam
lily. YOU could not he exactly n judge of
how far their feelings would urge them;
so 1 just crossed over to Paris and asked
the old lady. Mrs. Callander, to grant
me the honor of an interview
"You did," cried Standish. "This ia
exactly what I should have wished to
have spared herr.
II dare say, but L 4 suspect the old lady
would rather do business with me. Any
way, she saw me pretty quick. Lord,
what a state she was in-shaking like an
aspen! She is just fifteen years older
than when ] last saw her. She's dying
by inches, of fright. She soon let ont
that her son had confessed his crime, and
that she was ready to pay me any amount
II she could only ensure my silence. But
I am a man OF principle. Mr.. Stanlish,
always was: so l kept down the figure.
and told her that WI thou. was heavy
enough to sink the whole business deep
down out of sight forever. She was
quite amenablc to reason. not to say in n
hurry to draw inc Il check. and wished
to add a trifle for travelling expenses.
However. l directed her how the matter
was to be done: not all in Il lump. to ere
ate suspicion. That's neither here nor
therc-any way. l have baggcd the cash.
Fortunately l got the matter settled be-
fore the news of the Colonel's death reach.
cd her." Dillon paused. but Standish did
not speak. Had he opened his lips, he
felt sure his words would not have been
complimentary. After waiting with ex-
pectant eyes. Dillon resumed once more:
Il thought it right TO tell o this. and
us / am just going to start for Australia
Oh a curious lay-to let you know that
nll's square l needn't tell you, as 1 I'M
a man of honor, that you may make our
minds easy, the family secret is safe with
me-"
With a nod. Dillon left the room. and by
an instructive action. Standish threw up
the window as il to breathe purer air.