The Savannah morning news., 1902-08-17
What are you doing here. Barry


more?"
Nothing, sir" His agitation was so
great that he could hardly speak, and
the shadows sprang up and down from
the shaking of his candle. ut was the
window, sir. go round at night to see
that they are fastened"
ION the second f1oor?"
Yes, sir, all the windows"
Look here, Barrymore said Sir
Henry, sternly; 1--WE have made up
our minds to have the truth out Of
it sooner rather than later. Come, now!
No lies! What were you doing at that
Window"
The fellow looked at US in a helpless
way, and he wrung his hands together
like one who is in the last extremity
of doubt and misery
81 was doing no harm, sir. 1 was
holding candle to the window"
And why We're you holding can
die to the Window"
Don't ask me, Sir Henry-don't
ask me! / give you my word sir
that it is not my secret, and that 1
cannot tell it. If it concerned no one
but myself 1 would not try to keep
it from you"
A sudden idea occurred to me, and
I took the candle from the trembling
hand of the butler.
"Fle must have been holding it as
signal" said l. Let US see if
there is any answer" I held it as
he had done, and stared out into the
darkness of the night. Vaguely 1
could discern the black bank of the
trees and the lighter expanse of the
moor, for the moon was behind the
clouds. And then l gave a cry of
eXultation, for a Tiny pin-point of
yellow light had suddenly transfxed
the dark veil, and glowed steadily
in the centre of the black square
framed by the window.
There it isl" l cried.
mo, no, sir, it is nothing-nothing
at ALI" the butler broke in; IL as
sure you, sir"
Move your light across the window.
Watson!" cried the baronet. "See, the
other. moves also! Now, you rascal,
do you deny that it is a signal? Come,
speak up! Who is your confederate
out yonder. and what is this con-
spiracy that is going on?'
The mans face became openly de-
faint.
1T is my business, and not yours.
l will not tell"
Then you leave my employment
right away"
Very good, sir. If 1 must l must"
And you go in disgrace. BY thun-
der, you may well be ashamed of
yourself. Your family has lived with
mine for over a hundred years I'M
der this roof, and here 1 find you
deep in some dark plot against me-"
NO, no, sir; no, not against you!"
1t was a Woman's voice, and Mrs.
Barrymore, paler and more horror
struck than her husband. was stand
ing at the door. Her bulky figure in
a shawl and skirt might have been
comic were it not for the intensity
of feeling upon her face.
I'VE have to go, Eliza This is the
end of it, You can pack our things"
said the butler.
"Oh, John, John, have I brought
you to this? 1t is my doing, Sir Hen
ry-an mine. He has done nothing
except for my sake, and because 1
asked him.
Speak out, then! What does it
mean?"
MY unhappy brother is starving
on the moor. We cannot let him per-
ish at our very gates. The light is a
signal to him that food is ready for
him, and his light out yonder is to
show the spot to which to bring it,"
Then your brother is
The escaped convict, sir-Selden.
the criminal
That's the truth, SIR" said Barry
more. L said that it was not my Sc
cret and that 1 could not tell it to you.
But now you have heard it, and YOU
YOU Win see that if there was a plot
it was not against you.'
This, then, was the explanation of
the stealthy expeditions at night and
the light at the window. Sir Henry
and l both stared at the woman in
amazement. Was it possible that this
stolidly respectable person was of the
same blood as one of the most motor
ious criminals of the country?
Yes, sir, my name was Selden. and
he is my younger brother. We hu-
mored him too much when he was a
lad, and gave him his own way in ev-
erything until he came to think that
the world was made for his pleasure,
and that he could do what he liked in
it, Then, as he grew older, he met
wicked companions. and the devil en-
tered into him until he broke my moth :