The Wilmington daily Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1890-1902, 1899-02-08

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seen sucn q dagger IN the room OF G
friend. Still more reluctantly did ht
give me the name and address Of thil
friend. 1t appears here the off
Ger fixed his eyes keenly upon melt
appears this dagger il the property Of 9
certain Mr.. George Fenton.
This was the first time George name
had been mentioned in connection with
the murder. felt this was the begin
ming Of the end, but my face did mol
betray my feelings. After short pause
Jewell continued, II believe you told
me last night, Captain Brett, that you
had spent the evening at Mr.. Fenton'a
house?'
! "That is So"
"You gave the address as De We're
Gardens?'
"Yes."
"Thst is precisely the address I ex-
tracted from Mr.. Keighley Gates
rather curious coincidence, Captain
Brett?"
ut is certainly coincidence, l re.
piled.
"Then you will probably have seen
this remarkable glass dagger which at
traoted the attention Of Mr.. Gates? !
believe it was hanging on the wall Of
Mr.. George Fenton's room?''
"Yes, remember seeing such q weap-
on there" answered, "but I don I
quite see the connection between that
particular dagger and this murder.
There are doubtless plenty of similar
weapons in London at this moment.
They used to be common in the old
days Of the Venetian republic, and they
are manufactured now in quantity, to
supply the demands of the modern Gu
rio collector.
sob, no doubt" said the officer,
"but it just happens Pm rather wishful
to see this particular curiosity at this
moment. By the way, you seem to be
coming from that direction yourself.
Can you tell me if I shall find Mr..
George Fenton at homer
II did not see him. He was not in
when ! was there, but of course be may
be there now"
II hope he may" said the officer,
dryly. II fancy he will be able to give
me some valuable information. Oh, by
the bye, I don't think I told you the
name Of the gentleman who was paying
attentions to the murdered woman. It's
another of these extraordinary coinci-
dences. 1t is the same Mr.. George Fen
ton"
Here the superintendent seemed bust
ly engaged Ticking some imaginary dust
from his coat sleeve. But felt that my
face was still we'll within range of bis
penetrating eyes. Still, could not keep
the surging blood from my face. 1t was
too horrible to hear the tolls being
woven closer and closer round the I'M
happy lad. The meroiless voice went on
in cool, even tones:
"You are doubtless aware of this last
faot Captain Brett?"
"Yes, I know something Of It,"
"This would scarcely please his FAM
lily, captain?''
probably not"
"And IL might cause little unpleas.
ant family jars. It's a sad thing when
events Of this sort occur. Young men
don't brook interference in such matters
EN- kick over the traoes-go
bit wild-eh, captain"
Superintendent Jewell was little
too obviously trying to draw me, so I
replied:
"In this particular instance there
was nothing Of the kind, Mr.. Jewell.
Mr.. George Fenton is friend Of mine
and is as straight as a die-certainly
not at all wild. But must be moving.
have an engagement.
"Well, good afternoon, Captain
Brett. I am on my way to your friends
house just now. only hope may find
him in. He seems to be just the very
man we want. Good afternoon, SIR"
As I left the lynx eyed officer I felt
he net was indeed being slowly drawn
'ound George Fenton. 1t was evident
hat when all the oircumstantial evil
lenoe was collected and George Fenton
ound to be missing from home war;
ant for his arrest would only too sure.
y be issued. The news could not be
ong kept back from his father and
mother that their son was suspected of
his fearful crime, and pictured the
fleet Of the terrible news upon his
,arents.
But amid all this trouble my course
vas clear. While the officers of the law
we're gathering evidences Of his guilt, I
must to the best Of my ability strive to
Ind grounds for his innocence. Mabsl's
elief in him was firm and mistaken.
line must be the same, and no stone
would I leave unturned to attain our
nd.