Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1903-06-22

a neighborhood over which he seems to
hold absolute sway?"
mot to my knowledge. But his house Is
directly opposite, and as he has little to
do but amuse himself with what he can
see from his front window, I concluded
that he might have observed me going In p
You entered by the front door, then?'
How else?'
"And on what night?"
Mr.. Jeffrey made an effort. These queS-
tons were visibly harassing him.
The night before the one-the one which
ended all my earthly happiness" he add
ed In low voice.
Coroner T. cast q glance at me. / re-
membered the lack of dust on the nest of
little tables from which the upper one had
been drawn forward to hold the Candida
Drum. and gently shook my head. The
coroner's eyebrows went up, but none of
his disbelief crept into his voice as he made
this additional statement:
THE night on which you failed to return
to your own house."
Instantly Mr.. Jeffrey betrayed by q
nervous action, which was quite fnvolun-
tary. that his outward calm was slowly
giving way under a fire of questions for
which he had no ready reply.
1t was odd, your not going nome that
night" the coroner coldly pursued. THE
misunderstanding you had with your wife
Immediately after breakfast must have
been very serious one: more serious than
you have hitherto acknowledged
protested Mr.. jeffrey Then as II he sud
denly recognized the official character of
his fnterlocutor, he hastily added: Unless
you positively request me to do so; In
which case I must"
II am afraid that must insist upon 1t, -
returned the other. ''You will find that 1t
will be insisted upon at the inquest. and II
you do not wish to subject yourself to
much unnecessary unpleasantness. you had
better make clear to us today the cause of
xxybt oh
and purposes led to your wife's DEATH"
Il will try to do so."l returned Mr.. JEFF
trey. rising and pacing the room In his IN
tense restlessness.1 I'VE did have some
pleased me. I am naturally Jealous. vtlely
jealous, and Thought she was a. little frtv-
olops at the German ambassadors ball.
But mad no idea she would take my sharp
that she would care sol much OF that I
should care SO much al little jealousy Is
certainly pardonable In bridegroom, and
II her mind had not already been upset she
and hopefully waited fora reconciliation
''You dido love ydtfr Wife, then? 1t was
you and not she who had a right to be
}eaiousF l have heard the contrary stated;
loved another woman previous to your &C.
quaintance with Miss Moore; woman
whom your wife regarded with sisterly af-
lection and subsequently took into her new
home"
Miss Tuttle?" Mr.. Jeffrey stopped in his
walk to fling out this ejaculation. Il adj
mire and respect Miss Tuttle." he went on
to declare. but never loved her. Not as
l DID my wife," he finished, but with GER
tain hard accent. apparent enough to a
sensitive ear.
Pardon me: 1t is as difficult for me to
put these questions as 1t Is for you to hear
them: Were you and Miss futile ever en-
gagedT'
started. This was a question which half
OF washington had been asking itself for
the last three months.
Would Mr.. jeffrey answer 1t, or. remem-
bering that these questions were rather
friendly than official refuse to satisfy a
trustve7 The set aspect of his features
promised little in the way Of information.
and we were both surprised. when Q mo-
phasis hardly to be expected from one Of
his impulsive temperament:
"Unhappily. no. My attentions never