The Washburn leader. [volume] (Washburn, McLean County, N.D.) 1890-1986, 1901-10-19

Ing one, but It was in regard to his own
heart, of which organ, as a rule, he
scarcely understood the existence. Ana.
as he fully realized this discovery, a
warm flush ~overspread his pale face,
mounting even to his brow.
He knew now that he was in love
with Leonce-had been in love with her
from the first moment he had seen her,
! and that was why her pale, beautiful
face and glowing dark eyes came con-
tinually before him, between him and
all other thoughts, haunting him In his
sleep and smiling sadly on him the mo-
ment he opened his eyes.
That is why he had found 1t impossi-
BILE to concentrate his mind on this case
the most important that he had ever
vet taken charge of-that is why his
heart contracted with pain at the
thought Of Leonce being in company
with the superb-looking Italian mar.
quis.
But the mans present companion
was not Leonce, and he must find out,
without delay, who it was. But beyond
doubt it had been Leonce whom JACK
had first seen with the marquis.
DID she, then, love him? Was the
HldIk Il0IE lOtSI Vi l1AoL VI AOA
Had he, indeed, murdered Philip Gray
son on account of his wife? Or had
| Grayson, finding him secreted in the
house, attacked him for a supposed
burglar. and SO lost his own life in the
struggle?.
Numerous ideas, each one Of which
| contained a possibility. which might be
the truth, thronged Hantlin's mind as
/ . x..~-S-l ~, ,l = HIT ohnvyn oil was
the one, to him, vital question: Did
Leonce love this man-this man whose
manly beauty seemed of Heaven ITSELF
and might have won its very angels
only to betray them?
."At least I will know" Hantlfn said
to himself, registering the intention as
a sacred oath. "And If she loves him.
that thought will help me to tighten
the rope about his fire, white throat
Reaching the house in which he lived
he entered by a private door. and was
soon in his own room. In about, hvs
minutes from the time the front door
closed on him, the area door opened to
let out a MISUNDERSTANDING tramp
whose tattered garments scarcely COW
cred him, and whose ungainly, shamb'
ling movements were supported by 8
heavy, tiine-worn stick, the companion
apparently, of long years OF want ane
misery.
When he had about reached the mid
die Of the park, fatigue and weakness
overpowered him, and he sank with a
moan on one of the benches, supporting
his head as he leaned forward on the
shaking, palsied hands which held the
stick.
His head had fallen forward in such
a manner that the gaze of his infamee
and bleary eyes was fixed directly on
lady and gentleman seated at a little
distance, nearly opposite. And 1t was
such a keen and penetrating gaze tina
it also saw, quite distinctly, a hump
backed shoeblack a little further on
polishing the boots Of a gay youth. wht
was, happily, too much absorbed II
himself to see anything else.
Humpy Jack. didn't even look at tn
tramp. The gentleman, who was ex
traordinarily handsome, and the yount
lady, who was %p.quantly and RADIANT!
pretty, were too much absorbed II
each other to notice the tramp. AM
the tramp, with the remarkably keel
though bleary eyes, was glad OF It, 10
just then the eyes looked so unnatural
" bright in contrast to the rest of hi
\ appearance that they might have at
tracted attention; for he had recog
nized the young lady, as well as he
companion, the marquis.
MRS. Martins pretty daughter, b!
Jove!" thought Hantlin-"the young
niece Of the murdered man-Miss Lefty
Martini" r :.