Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1902-07-01
CHAPTER XVI.

The men whom L have engaged, pro-
visionally. are waiting at Jahe Nest" ex-
planned Haynes Haviland,. with a slight
hesitation, as though he feared that Sir
Wilfrid Amory might disapprove such
high-handed proceedings, Unauthorized as
the had been. But Uncle Wilfrid's face
displayed no emotion, either of anger or
satisfaction.
Il will go with you and. see it proved
that your suspicious are ih-founded, Mr..
Haynes Haviland," said Jncle Wilfrid
firmly: but his lips were white.
And l." l added quickly. rising as they
did.
But Uncle Wilfrid stepped forward and
laid his hand upon my shoulder.
That is not TO be thought of, Terry"
he said.
So l went to the tower room where the
great clock was, and l watched them
with a species Of hateful fascination
from my eyrie.
Suddenly the little knot Of men stepped
hack from the edge of the moat. Some
thing mad been brought up by their Crap
ping hooks.
Forgetful of Uncle Wilfrid's injunction,
turned to the door, meaning to join
them, when, with warning groan, the
clock began to strike the hour of seven.
Nearly sixty minutes had passed since [
had entered this place, sacred to the COM
plicated and mysterious machinery of the
ancient timepiece.
There was great whirring noise, re-
sembling the Tapping wings of huge inn
prisoned bird, and at the last stroke of
the hour circular, diSc5like piece of
iron, set against the wall, yet apparent
ly connected with the machinery of the
clock, began moving to and. fro in an I'M
expected manner.
1t had once evidently been painted a
dull green, and the color still remained
in scattered patches upon larger ground
work of brown and reddish rust.
Tor an instant had inyoluntarily
paused. but as the quivering Of the disc
ceased l hurriedly moved On again. SO
doing, l caught my coat on rusty nail,
and in extracting il pulled not only my
handkerchief, but the parchment chart
which the Woman III Gray had given ME.
from my pocket 1 had not glanced at it
before. but now / saw thas il appeared
TO be an unfinished plan of building,
with a map encircling it, evidently rep
resenting a portion of the ground lying
around Lorn Abbey. with the river in
Dictated beyond.
The plan Of the interior appeared to
be very old. bat il was easy to see that
the remainder Of the drawing had been
added at a much later date. Beneath.
and finishing only at the bottom OF the
parchment. was copy OF the Emory
CatechiSln.' the wording of which re-
membered. though l had not examined
il second time.
The first line upon which ray eyes now
anghted was in the midst Of the rigama-
role:
when that which il green shall move.
when that which is green shall move.
The words seemed g strike tout a SPARK
OF FIRE in my mind. as flint ;coming into
sudden contact with marble.
Only moment ago that; which was
green" had moved. At least long ago.
in the days when the original. Of this copy
had been written, the great disc 81 iron
which had rocked with the striking Of the
clock had been green--sometkIng was left
to this day which told the ta5e. And the
man who had invented the workings OF
the clock had also invented the strange
''catechisn." Could It be that by chance
had hit upon the clue to scme mystery
undiscovered through all these years.
The thought dsrted through my brain
ike lightning HASH and t;ien was in
stantly hlotted eat sgaiR BIZ the DARK
memory OF a slow procession. ;coming steI
by step nearer TO the House 81 Fear.
Mechanically l replaced the parchment
in my pocket. and went down stairs Z
meet an awful possibility which some
how rust be faced
had but 70 glancafat my Cncle's SCI
face 70 realize that the search under the
waters OF the moag had not been wholly
in vain
''Weuy' / questioned. in q voice thai
had an unnatural rig in my own ears
Il fear that II II not well,' answered
Uncle wilfrid. "Nething is known posi-
lively as yet. except thst-there has been
q body found"
at Is she. not some unknoFa woman