Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1904-05-14
q back Of the house.

the library door"
you acknowledge thatf
81 do"
But you did not enter the library D.
mo, not then; not till was taken
back by the officer who told me Of my
sisters death"
I'VE are glad to hear this precise
statement from you. 1t encourages me
to ask again the nature of the freak
which took you into this house. You
say that it was not from any dread on
your sisters account. What, then.
was it? No evasive answer will salts.
~ us, Miss Tuttle."
al cannot answer" she said.
1--WE will not oblige you to-" said the
coroner.
However" he now went on with
suddenly assumed severity, you may
answer this: Was the house dark or
light when you entered IT. And how
did you get in7'
1.-The house was dark, and l got in
through the front door, which found
ajar"
"You are more courageous than most
women! I fear there are few Of your
sex who could be induced to enter it
In broad daylight and under every suit
able protection"
She raised her figure proudly.
Miss Tuttle, you have heard Chloe
say that you were in the kitchen Of
Mr.. Jeffrey's house whel the grocer
boy delivered the candles which had
been left by your brother-in-law on the
counter Of the store where he bought
them. Is this true?"
Yes. sir, it IL true"
'.Did you see those candlesTe
mo, sir"
''You did not see them7"
mo, SIR"
''Yet you went over to the table?'
Eyes, sir, but I did not NEEDLE with
the packages. I had really no business
with them"
The coroner, surveying her sadly.
went quickly on, as IL anxious to termi-
nate this painful examination.
'You have not told US what you did
when you heard that pistol shot
Il ran away as soon as could move;
l ran madly from the house." (.
"WhereY'
Home
"But it was half past 10 when you
got home"
"Was it,"
at was half past 10 when the man
came to tell you Of your sisters death"
at may have BEEN"
''Your sister Is supposed to have died
in few minutes. Where were you in
the Interim"
God knows. / do not"
A wild look was creeping into her
face, and her figure was swaying, but
she soon steadied It. / have never
seen more admirable presence main
tanned in the face Of dreadful humil-
iation. i
Perhaps l can help you" reJoined
the coroner not unkindly. Were you
not in the Congressional library look
ing UP at the lunettes and gorgeously
painted wallsi"
''I?' Her eyes opened wide in won.
dering doubt. IF l was l did not
know 1t. I have no remembrance Of
it."
"Your condition Of mind and that VI.
Mr.. jeffrey seem to have been strange
~ alike" remarked the coroner
mo, no!' she protested.
Arguing like source"
mo, no." she cried again, this time
with positive agony. Then. with an
effort which awakened respect for
her powers of mind, If for nothing
else, she desperately added: II cannot
say what was in his heart that night
but I know what was in mine-dread
of that old house, to which had been
drawn in spite of myself, possibly by
the force Of the tragedy going on in
side it, eliminating in delirfum of
terror which sent me flying in an OPP
posite direction from my home and
into places had been accustomed to
visit when my heart was light and I'M
troubled
Another question. Miss Tuttle.
When you heard pistol shot sound
ing from the depths Of that dark IT,
bray, what did you think it rneantY
Something dreadful; something SUI
perstitious. 1t was night, you remem-
Der. and at night one has such horri-
BILE thoughts"
.Yet an hour or two later you de-
clared that the hearth was no load
stone. You forgot its horrors and your
upon returning to your
own house,
1T might be-" she murmured, but.
If so, they soon returned. had reason
for my horror, If not for my supersti-
ton. as the event showed"
The coroner did not attempt to con-
trovert this. He was about to launch
a final inquiry.
Miss futile, upon the return OF
yourself and Mr.. Jeffrey to your home
after your final visit to the Moore
house, did you have any interview
that was without Witnesses"