The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1901-12-05
seilars glanced at bis companion.

Sellars glanced at his companion.
He stood, the lamp in one hand, looking
in the direction Of the stairs they had as
cended, as if contemplating returning for
the key.
1T is useless said SelIars. Il will
merely step up and try the door to make
sure it is locked and he scanned the
steps closely as he made the remark.
'''The servants take excellent care Of
the house" he said there is no dirt here,
even on the stairs"
Hannah is foe to dirt in any form"
replied Herman.
Sellars deliberately walked up the stair
way and tried the door. Eyes, it is lock
ed" he said. LET US descend"
Five minutes later the two men re-en-
tered the library. The parlors were light
ed, and there were at least a dozen Of
WiImington's leading citizens present, in
Guiding the old bank attorney.
"Ah, Sellars," he exclaimed, "a terrible
blow this community has sustained.
am glad to see you here; but is it possible
that young Campbell can have committed
this crime? can scarce believe son Of
my old friend, Duncan Campbell, MUIR
derer."
/
| the reply, "and circumstances would indi-
cate that he has the right man."
perhaps he has" said the old attorney,
but remember that but for you he would
have hung the wrong man on one occa-
sion"
Il think" Sellars said, calmly, that 1
may promise you that be shall not hang
the wrong man this time; neither will the
/ Ia fntA ar
gallows trap and in the very shadow OF
DEATH"
The detectives keen eyes we're fixed on
Herman Craven as he uttered the words.
He alone saw a pereeptible start, and a
deeper pallor overspread the young man S
countenance. The fingers of his hands
closed convulsively, but in an instant he
was himself again.
L have every confidence that Mr.. Sci
lars will bring this crime home to the
guilty wretch who perpetrared it, he
said Il have little doubt, nor do think
he has. that the murderer of my dear un.
Gle now occupies a cell in Wilmington
Jail"
Or. Norcum has stated the facts tC
me as far as he was able" the attorney
said, "and it certainly looks very darl
for Robert Campbell, but this bag Of
coin? | cannot understand that. Here
is Angel, the express agent who delivered
it to him. 1t is certain that he left thu
express Office with 1t.
HE undoubtedly did. gentlemen" sai'
Angel, after having receipted for it,
There is no evidence" observed Sci
lars, that he brought it here. He ma.
have done so, and after driving the blad
of the sheath knife home have cast it on
the window in the darkness, to where h
expected to recover it when he made hi
exit from the house. Again, he may hav
had an accomplish, who bore the gol
away. There is nothing further that
can do here tonight. The inquest ma
develop many facts. 1t is set for 10 o'cloc
tomorrow. Goodnight, gentlemen
i Il will accompany you to the door" sal
Herman.
Remain with these gentlemen" the do
o tective said. you will have arrange
: ments to make for your uncle's funera
/ Goodnight" and he stepped from the |
+ brary and closed the door.
II A dark form stood sobbing at the rea
o end of the hall.
: Hannah
h "Follow me from the door"
Arrived there, the detective asked tn
7 question: "Who drove the blade of thi
Il sheath knife to your masters hearth
,. 4 don't know that, Mars Lang" sol
bed the negress; but l does know WI
rung de door bell, an da was in de house
rs the back door unlockedw asked Sc
. lars. "and can you enter the house fro
n the rear?"
II Yes, Mars Lang"
''Then follow me-"
The detective and the negress crosse
10 the threshold, and Sellars. not very softl
closed the door.
m (To be continued.)