The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1899-01-11

know he mixed up with those dreadful
nihiIist peoplcl There ! know there IS
mystery behind! 7
Thas was it, poured ont IL asifetea
sreaths. tain.; it was fully n'.A-.'e
befora conld turn my i.tca and s'g
stead y:
"i,l..>.'> Ard what made you come
&c me, madani:'
.'To you: Oh, of course! WIZ gave
chem notice to go six weeks back, aAh
they simply laughed. Since then they
have rot offered . ia.thins rent. ldte&ti
an upset Of any kind. Several times
have thought Of gcins to the police Tor
advice. and always hes;tated. But this
evening my girl said there was home
" constable at the corner The VIII
stons happened to have gone out. SO |
slipped On my things, ran up and asked
him if he would mind coming III to see
what was going OH and how could get
an eiectment notice. He wrote this ad-
dress On piece OF paper aud told me to
come straight to you. the inspector, as
YOU would see into it Immediately He
said something about search warrant,
but low could p
"He did quite right, and so did you !!
I was at the door in two strides. This
queer accident, brought about so SIM
ply, showed the way as clear as day
light had stumbled upon the nest and
should have the silk within a few hours.
would wait for no search warrant, nor
to ask further details "This way, mad
am. You say they havo gone cui' then
I'll come back with you. In any case
you can admit me as a friend. .
"Ye-es." She had a hand to her fore
head. "But-but I'm sue they are ces-
perate people! Anythiua rather than a
disturbance or that the neighbcrs should
talk"
"Leave that to me. Er-Katie!" l
called over the banisters. Don't SIT
up, in case I'm late. y
We went cut. a moment later We
were hurrying toward Windygate street
and-wha
/ looked round for our constable. lie
stepped ont from tho shadow opposite
No. s.
Haven't seen any ono go in, SIT. >
he whispered. "The lady asked me to
wait near, in case of anything. / think
we've GOT 'em easily. tumbled at once.
No, I'm not relieved for two hours yet,
sir. -
"Come inside with as, then" Up the
steps we went The servant girl, very
pale, was standing in the hall. Together
we ali stood listening. Not q sound from
below. Nothing more lucky could have
happened. "Now, keep cool, madam, :"
| said, "and we'll have look round
down stairs. The girl can watch here
by Jove! yes, every door is locked!''
l pulled out my bunch of keys to try
them. We were standing in the passage
below, the candestick shaking in Mrs
yarney's hand. 1t was rather an excit-
ing moment.
"Noue of mine fit, ! know she
nreathed nervously. '4But do make
haste, sir-couldn they imprison Us
for doing this: There, that key looks
exactly like the breakfast Earlor one
this door; let me try it. sir. 40, it
doesn't quite turn. Oh, a.(. there's the
door CT the big cellar, where we keep
hearing the digging and knocking
noises!''
had forgotten that Flinging open
the door, peered down into the black
ness. "Hand me that Iamp-we'll soon
Know / said, and the constable fol-
lowed me down the wooden steps. AT
the foot the ceiling was so low we had
to stoop. "Quick, we might find the
bales here!" I whispered to him.
"Mind the coals' came madam S
shaky voice down. "Oh, be quick The
cellar runs out under the street. 1t
sounded as if they-Mercy. it's the
Winstons come back! Out with the
light, sir-don't move, for heaven 8
sake'
We were half way across the damp,
black space. Her voice merged into a
half scream SO thrillingly, that on the
spur of the moment | blew the candle
out and gripped the ccnstable's arm. A
mere nothing became tragedy of sud-
den. There was the sound Of q door
slammed to, and then heavy footsteps
and deep voices in the passage overhead
1t had happened so swiftly and uneX-
pectedly that we stood holding our
breath down there most foolishly More
banging and humping and talk over
head-then comparative silence, bro
ken by the constable's uncomfortable
laugh.
"Well, never! WHAT'S our next
move, sir2 They've caught her spying,
and there's more than one to tackle.
Awkward"
"Pooh !''-L stopped there, because
it suddenly struck me that his word
was unpleasantly apt. We had no search
warrant-and there might be mistake,
after all. Besides, to disclose ourselves
might mean q bad half hour for Mrs.
Varney-if not for us. We stood listen
ing. The cellar door had evidently been
closed, as no light came down, and the
sounds were mut1led. Finally con-
cluded that the best thing in the cir
cumstances would be to find some in.
eliminating evidence, if possible, aud
get away without being caan-if posi-
BILE, again. felt for my matchbox and
relit the candle.
Find out something whiio were
about it, - said, and we completed oul
circuit Of the damp wall. There were
10 signs of any excavations whatever,
that we could discover. Queer What