The Mitchell capital. (Mitchell, Dakota [S.D.]) 1879-1918, 1904-12-30
APT XIV.

IA lIoA4l "
Ave" she cried out ~passionately, by
his hand and by no other."
CHAPTER XIV.
AT the words spoken by Angela Me-
"a declaring her husband to the mur-
derer of David Dumbarton, she who
had been publicly accused of the crime
lay back III her chair. the intense re-
lief at the removal of her burden being
visible in her face, now illumined by an
inward light which transfgured and
made her beautiful. The woman's eve
lation had come as a reprieve when
least expected. and Olive D~umbarton's
heart was full of gratitude.
Turning to Nalertus, whom she be-
lieved would share her joy, she saw he
had risen and was facing Angela Mez-
ia, IN which his eyes We're fixed search
ingly. while he strove to conceal the
strong emotion that had moved him.
Then you are certain it was your
husband who stabbed David Dunbar
TONI" Valerius said in a voice, which,
though low pitched, showed by its vi
bration the depth of his feeling.
"Certain!" Angela Mezza crled in o
loud tone.
But what will be demanded is
proof-actual proof h a he committed
the decd
rs not what I said proof enough?"
Angela asked, surprised by his ques-
ton.
Not in itself"
Then I don't understand your Eng
fish law. the foreign woman replied
hastily.
Il don't wonder. Few English peo-
pie do" he answered. adding after a
moments pause. do you know or
suspect where your husband is now"
No; / nave no idea; but l suppose
he must have o n back to Paris or to
Italy,
Surely he can be traced and found"
Olive Dumbarton remarked.
N doubt, no doubt" replied Naleri-
us hastily.
That is the duty of your police
Angela Mezza stated.
Now, tell me this" Valerius said,
his eyes still liked upon the foreigner.
ION hearing of the murder, and of the
suspicion which fell upon an innocent
and state what you have told u.s.?
1T was wrong of me not to have
done So, but / can readily explain why
I kept silence" the chorus singer an
swered. as she once more seated her
self. and you will understand my e
son." she added, turning TO Olive Dunn
barton.
II am grateful, most grateful. that
you have come ever now" ihe author
ess said impressively.
You see, when n morning we read
In he paper of this murder, we knew
thai it was Mezza who was guilty; but
Carlo, who was as much frightened
as we women were. forbid us to speak
OF it, for he said, We should get into
trouble. We were certain, too. Mezza
would be found without help from us,
and you must remember the mar is
my husband and / shrink from telling
on him bad as he has been to me. But
when weeks passed and the police did
hot find him out, / grew troubled; for
to have another suffer for the murder
he committed and to keep silent was
more han l could bear. l begged of
Carlo to tell the police, but he
wouldn't"
why" asked Nalerius.
"1de was afraid that MezZa's family
might take revenge on him, as they
may on me. Then / asked Marguerite
to come here, but she would not do
what Carlo forbid. so l came myself.
But when I got to the house l grew
frightened. and was going to turn back,
then I saw the light in this room and
getting curious to see the lady who
was blamed, ! looked through the win
dow. And when l saw you." the for
eigncr said. turning to Olive, who sat
listening with all her o III in her eyes.
"and read the pain YOU had suffered in
your face-well, then | no longer
thought of going back. but l said to
myself, would tell you all knew,
happen What might a~fterward.'
II am glad you did" the a~uthoress
from the suspicion. from the penalty of
this crime"
II have only lone what is right" he
chorus singer said, adding with a sigh.
though I wish it had been some one
else who had set the police on Mezza."
"a ,.tI1+~- tx 49,
h o Dave said to us?" Nalerius
asked.
Yes she answered, with the com
posed air OF one who had made UP her
mind.
Then l will drive With you at onca
to Mackworth, the detective"
Valerius had % recovered from the
at the narration of Angela Mezza's
story, and Olive was surprised by his
calm. deliberate ones II he shared
the relief she felt, there We're no visible
signs of such feelings in his face. He
moved slowly toward the end of the
room.
II am ready" said the foreigner ris-
Ing.
Olive rose likewise. here pale face
flushed. her manner n%ervou
Z cannot thank you for what you
have done for me-" she said to Angela
Mezza, but you will understand what
! feel. o. have save me. owe you
everything. o bless you"
The Italian, acting on impulse, held
gu her hands to Olive Dumbarton,
lips apart. was absorbed in thought,
x am glad I came" the chorus singer
said with an air OF relief. You will
suffer no more"
Va1erius, whose mind was evidently
p~reoccupied by what he had hear d
bade his cousin good night, promising
she should hear from him in the morn-
iEg. Then turning to Angela Mezza,