The Princeton union., 1900-07-05

You have broken faith with me in every
way Why was the property removed
from the original place?''7
Second Party-''To bring you to
time"
First Party-"What did you do with
it?"
Second Party-"Safelyh hid, where you
can never find it unless you talk wis
dom. I shall go for it this very night
and take it away, and not one dollar
will you ever"
"There, that's pretty sensible talk,
I take it." said my lawyer, when he had
finished.
"Oh, we'll, perhaps it is sensible
enough, but what good will it do you,
now that you have made conversation
out of it?" 1 remarked, in some i'm
patience, for Sonntag's satisfaction
seemed to be out of all proportion to the
Importance of few chance remarks
caught in some mysterious fashion
from telephone WIRE
The old lawyer smiled in a kind of
plying way, and regarded me with a
whimsical expression.
"Who knows?" I went on, gayly;
"perhaps my arrival in Nelsonville may
be the cause of a complete revolution in
matters regarding the telephone. !
must send for an electrical expert and
have him investigate the mystery. AL
ready there are visions of an immense
fortune floating through my head"
"Suppose we go to che old school
house from which the stones used in the
two doorways were evidently taken,'
Sonntag suggested, breaking in upon
my imaginings.
what possible difference can it make
if the stones were taken from there?''
remarked. 'That will not tell us why
the job was DONE"
"Well, it would be pleasant for you to
meet an old friend. Horace Jackson's
hunting lodge is quite near the school.
house. Perhaps we may find him at
his place." my lawyer said, insinuat-
ingly.
"Yes, Iknow. The fellow Hunter, the
| agent at Sidington, told me Jackson
comes up here occasionally to hunt and
fish. But as for Jackson being a friend
of mine, heaven save me from such
| friends!"
Noting Sonntag's surprise at my
words, 1 explained the reason of my
outburst-how Jackson had of late
changed his opinion of my innocence
and how Florence had made a compact
with him, and the certainty he seemed
to feel that she would be compelled tc
redeem her promise.
The lawyer was all attention now
keeping his sharp eyes constantly on
my face, while poured out my opin.
| ion of Jackson and his underhand meth.
ods. I was a lover, and Jackson sort
of rival, so naturally my remarks were
somewhat stronger, perhaps, than nee
essary.
''Why did you call the station-agent
Hunter?" asked Sonntag.
because he told me that was his
name,'' replied.
"Indeed! What could he have tol6
| you that for, wonder? His name is
not Hunter; it's Skinner"
1T is? Well, that's odd. Why should
he wish to conceal his real name from
me?'
Him! can't say, I'm sure," replied
Sonntag, dryly. "But am delighted
| beyond measure to hear what you have
told me concerning Jackson" he ex
claimed, with more enthusiasm thar
| he had ever displayed.
''Oh, indeed! It does not delight
me; the bare suspicion has been enough
for me to endure. do not know thai
[ would care very much for a seeming
proof of guilt to be found against me
You do actually seem pleased" re-
marked with disgust.
"Pleased is not the word. L am more
than pleased. What you have told me
is most important bit of news" Sonn
tag said, taking up his hat.
"Why is it important, and to whom q
I asked.
'Very important to me, but more tx
YOURSELF
'No; stay and EXPLAIN" I called tt
him as he went out the door; "wha1
do you mean?"
Haven't a moments time. Must go
l. mean that most probably the clouc
which has enveloped your name will be
lifted shortly. Do not cut into the eel
lar to-day. Wait until tomorrow
Saying this, my lawyer departed.
CHAPTER XII.
stood for some time gazing at tht
door through which Mr.. Sonntag haC
gone. Amazement held possession O.
me. A thousand and one questions
whirled through my head.
But my lawyer had departed. final
ly strobe to the window in the hope o]
finding him within hailing distance.
He was far down the Twineburgl
road, too far to call him.
1 saw him pull up his horse and lear
forward and address a man who had
approached him from the opposite di
rection.
The conversation lasted but minute
and then horseman and pedestrian eacl
went on their several ways.
When the pedestrian drew nearer
saw it was Hunter, the station agent A
Sidington, or, as Sonntag had informed
me, Skinner. 1t seemed very odd that