The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1900-08-07

"AIr. Mitchell" he cried. "By all
here?"
81 came by the elevated as far as
possible. You see, was afraid that
should be too late
''Too late for what?"
"Too late to see what have SEEN"
"And what have you seen?'
Call that has occurred. have been
here ever since left you this morn
ing"
do you mean that you came direct
" here from your house?"
81 do not think that 1 wasted as
much as minute. You see, recog-
nized at glance the Importance of be-
ing here"
"And l did mott" groaned Mr..
Barnes.
ooh, yes. you did," said Mr.. Mitchell,
"only you took the wrong way Of
reaching here. Instead of using your
brains you utilized the old fashioned
spy system. Force of habit, / sup
pose.''
''Mr. Mitchell, l have made blum
der. / admit it, and feel sore enough
without your chatting. But never mind.
Thank heaven, you foresaw that the
next move would be made here, and so
you came direct to the scene of action
and awaited developments. Was that
it?"
eyes. That was the way in which
argued it out. But you would have
been here on time if you had not made
the mistake OF following the wrong
man"
"What do you mean?"
"Mora dressed his servant up in his
clothes. You probably detected the
trick and concluded that he was mere
ly using the man as a decoy."
Eyes. did not believe that he would
trust his servant in an important mat
ter
"Ah, but he did not need to make a
confdant of him. What his man had
to do was very simple"
s'How do you mean? What has oc-
curred?"
II came here early and have loitered
in the saloon opposite ever since. After
a time a carriage drove up, and man
dressed in the clothing which Mora
wore at my house alighted. / saw at
once, however, that it was not Mora.
He went into the house, remained only
a few minutes and when he came out
went off on foot leaving the carriage
standing. Evidently he was intrusted
merely with the delivery of letter."
ITO Mrs. Morton. Yes; you are right.
Go on"
Nearly an hour passed, and / was
hoping that you might arrive. Then
Q woman came out and entered the
carriage. Next a man brought out
trunk, which was placed on the car
rage seat. and then the vehicle was
driven away"
"And you did not follow that car
riage?"
"How could do SOP" was Mr..
Mitchel's unsatisfactory reply.
"You are right again. There are no
cabs at hand in this neighborhood
Well, it's too bad. They've beaten us
for the time. But I'll find that wo-
man again, or my names not Barnes.
Come. We will go into the house,
81 have already been in" said Mr.
Mitchell quietly. ''There is nothing to
be gained. The woman has gone. and
she has Ten her personal effects
with her. She left letter for Mora in
the baker shop. which you saw him
receive. Curiously enough, the room
occupied by Mora when he calls him
self Morton remains untouched. I have
seen the landlady, and she tells me
that Mrs. Morton has left for good I
asked about Mr.. Morton, and she re-
piled: Bless your cart 'e's my best
ledger, e is. Il takes is room by the
quarter
'Did you ask whether he was Mrs.
Morton's husbands"
II thought it a useless question my
self, but l also imagined that YOU
might expect me to ask it, so | did so.
She declared, as / felt assured that
she would, that there was nothing be-
tween the two but friendship In short,
she told the same story which Mora
soAA vs. NSiiC Ltlu CHOIOuSUlN ledTueu
her lesson. you may be sure
"You mean that he sent a letter to
Mrs Morton instructing her how to ar
range matters? OF course. What a fool
I've been to waste such valuable time
following that devil about. But did
you not find anything that might serve
as a clew?"
Nothing whatever in the woman's
room, but | took the liberty of remov-
ing this from the mantel in Morton's
apartment"
He handed Mr.. Barnes cabinet
photograph, which that gentleman
looked at carefully. 1t was the picture
of a young girl. and printed Oh the
card were the words, "The Lily of the
Valley
"What does this amount to-" asked
Mr.. Barnes. This is a photograph of
little actress who sings in the con-
cert halls on The Bowery."
"Then YOU see no significance in the
fact that ] found it in Morals room?"
"None whatever" said Mr.. Barnes.
'"The picture is pretty and can be
bought for % cents. I'll wager that