The Wilmington daily Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1890-1902, 1902-02-07

1.-The papers were full of the affair."
"Ah yes. But such news seldom
Peaches us in Mexico. Murdered! M,
God! 1t is awful! should have warn
ed him Of his danger. might hav'
done so, but did not regard it as nee
essary. Tell me about it. Mr.. Wynd
ham," -
'There is not much that l can tell
The affair Is great mystery. ! believe
the detectives are still mt work upol
the CASE but only in the effort to flint
man whom know to be innocent"
"Tell me about It," she repeated
"Tell me all you know about it,
She uttered the words in the tone OF
one who las the right to know, and
Wyndham, with sudden confidence
that was inexplicahle to himself, com.
piled. He related in detail everything
that occurred from the moment when
he first met Pendleton after his return
from Mexico until the discovery of the
body and the sending away Of old
James in order that he might be sus-
pccted. Two things only he omitted
he did not mention the fact TINT he
suspected Escudera of the crime, and
he said nothing about his belief that
IN explanation of the motive could be
found In the secret matter connected
with Pendleton's visit to Mexico. Nor
did he refer to that brief instant when
he stood before the dead body of his
friend and glanced back toward the
open door as II to measure the dis
lance. He had thought then that the
weapon was THROWN ut its victim from
The doorway, but he had never men
toned that idea to anybody. Even
now he remained silent concerning It,
She heard him through to the end
without uttering word In reply, but
when he had finished she said very
quietly:
Describe to me again the room
where you found him; or, better--have
You a pencil?-draw ME n diagram of
it,"
lie did so, and she studied 1t long
and earnestly. Presently she asked:
rs there nothing between this
point'--she placed the point Of the
pencil on the spot which lie had indi-
'ated as the position Of the chair
land this:' She touched the place
marked doorway. Il mean by that, IS
there no chandelier or table with a
tall object upon it directly on line
drawn from here to here" And she
indicated the two points again.
Nothing whatever not even a
chair" lie replied.
I carmen rose from her chair and
crossed the floor twice. Then she re-
turned and +, sumcd her seat.
"Mr. Wyndham,' she said slowly
and imprcsslvcly, "did you ever hear
that favorltc pastime among Mex
leans is knife lhrowing:'
YES"
GLOW far Is it from the door to the
chair whcr, You found him.
about twenty feet"
MY friend you will permit me to so
regard you-thc knife or dagger or
whatever it was that took the life of |
',urr Pendlcton was thrown from the
doorway, and he did not even see the
nm that hurled it. But, Mr.. Wynd.
itam,' and she lcapcd to her feet ia
considerable excitement Il have seen
kat arm and that hand many times,
sad SO have YOU"
Possibly" replied Wyndllam, un-
moved.
You know, then? You know" sh"
demanded.
NO, senorita, do not know; only
Suspect But | mean to know some
me-
".Ah, but | know now. l do not sus,
.wrt know
"Well|'
Carmen buried her face in her hands,
hui she did not weep She WIS think
ia=.
II can see II ALL" she said finally.
"llr pretended to leave the rooms, hut
he did not ,ln so. He remained lie
watched his opportunity. When it
zane, he stepped to the door. pushed ,
Il softly open, wide enough for his pur- :
pose, and then he threw the knife and
walked quietly out of the house. Yes,
can see it. know it is So
"Of whom are you speaking, scnori.
Ia:'
Il am speaking Of Carlos Escuderl,
my own cousin"
Good Cod" exclaimed Wyndham.
"What? Did you not suspect him"
ayes, but
But 1t shocks you to hear that he is
'elatcd to me!' I
ayes. think that is what startled
me-"
Il thank You for that thought, Mr..
Nyndlam. II means more than you r
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