The Yale expositor. (Yale, St. Clair County, Mich.) 1894-current, 1901-02-08

here" replied the burglar. in the same
even tones. First, all the money you
have; next. all the money she has"
He nodded in the direction of Clarice's
room. and then her jewels. She's
got 'em quite handy, l believe-not
even locked w in a safe"
Janetta had moved across the room,
conscious that her every movement
was watched by the burglars eye. She
went to a drawer and threw him her
purse contemptuOusly.
You're plucky one" said the man,
catching at the purse she threw; but
it's best with a Teller like me to keep
civil. Three pounds ten," he contin-
ued, counting out the contents of the
purse, and throwing it back empty, In
exact imitation Of Janetta's own ges-
ture. That's very little, my dear;
what have you got basidos?"
Not a farthing," said Janetta; you
are at liberty to look"
The man, still keeping a wary eye
on Janetta. came and tossed over her
drawers, pocketing a bracelet or two.
and taking her little watch from it's
stand, with many ordinations of dis
gust that his booty was so small.
I'm wasting my time here; now
We'll go to the other one" he said
roughly.
Then Janetta's enforced self-control
broke down.
mot you-not you!" she pleaded
passionately. She's very delicate; a
sudden shock might kill her, and it
would be bad for you if it did. I'll
creep into the room and bring you
out everything OF value in it."
The man stood with his back against
the door. II don't trust a woman,
much less a pretty one; you've some
dodge in your head"
II swear my only object is to save
Miss Seymour's life, and, in so doing,
probably your neck as WE'LL" retorted
Janetta. She's asleep I could get
her money and jewels without waking
her"
"You shall do it on one condition"
said the man. with a brutal laugh
III stand at the open door and cover
you with my pistol. II 7 see you play
ing me false in the slightest degree,
going near the window, or trying to
rouse the house, I'll shoot both you
and her. remember"
I've given my word; I'll not play
you false" said Janetta.
He opened the door and let her pass
before him, with mock bow, follow
ing close upon her heels. Janetta Won
dered if the humping of her heart
would wake Clarice; it sounded like
a cannon in her own ears.
She took the precaution of slipping
off her shoes at Clarice's door and set
it wide, so that the burglar in the
doorway had command of her every
movement. At the opening of the
wardrobe where her jewel case was
kept, Clarice turned and moaned in
her sleep, and Janetta paused. her fin
ger uplifted for moment; but the
next instant she was satisfied that
Clarice had dropped off again. So
quick and def was she that to collect
every article Of value in the room did
not take her more than five minutes.
Wen go back together, my dear
and just look 'em over" said the bur-
glar, with his hand on her arm, push
ing her before him. "I'll leave the
cases and such for keepsake. 1 al.
ways do the thing handsome when I
get hold OF an obliging female like
yourself. Thirty pounds in gold! Yes,
l understood as she'd had q little
cheQue cashed tonight; and these jew
els haven't been overrated They are
first-class. Now, my dear, you'll swear
to me. honor bright, that the old one
hasn't anything worth my waking her
up for! The less people awake over
this business the fewer to tell tales,
eh?"
He was retreating rapidly down the
staircase with his spells carefully
packed away in black bag; and he
saw Janetta's eye travel towards the
gong that hung halfway down the
stairs.
mo, you uOu L, nc Bdlus T6dulUS
her meaning. If you make any effort
to wake the house I'll silence you for
good and all! You'll give me ten min
utes' start, and then you can set the
town crier at work if you like"
Now, a word before we part. Tell
your parlor maid to look better after
her windows. That big one in your
drawing room was not even latched.
I didn't have TO break a pane of glass.
Ten minutes, mindl On second
thoughts, you'd better make it quar-
ter of an hour. as far as you can
guess 1t without your watch"
Janetta stood breathless at the top
of the stairs, watching the burglar
pass out of sight into the drawing
room. Much must still depend upon
her silence. She turned at last to go
back to her room, when, to her horror,
she saw Clarice, in dressing gown and
slippers. hurrying towards her with
a lighted candle in her hand.
Janetta caught her in her strong