The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1904-07-01

his son. md just got round TO the front
in line to see Urbano piunging into
the fire. Suspecting his motive. his
master rushed after him, and was
beam. like q column of fire. struck
down the valet. He would have been
burnt to death !f the count had not
dragged him from under it, and carried
him out through the flames and smoke
at the risk of his life. AS. amidst ring
ing cheers, he staggered into the fresh
air, a piece of burning charcoal struck
him in the left eye. Trbano was taken
to the hospital, where the doctors
thought he could not live, but you see
they We're wrong"
so that's how he got the gray patch
and the SCARF"
Yes, and that's why one shoulder
is drawn up TO his cara sinew in his
back got scorched and then contract
ed"
1T was brave OF the count to risk
himself like that"
He is the kindest gentleman living"
replied Roberts warmly" and l will say
for it was that piece of burning char
coal striking him in the eye that lost
the count his sight q couple of years
later"
Nothing could save it,"
Nothing. Some nerves had got
singed and gradually decayed. But he
had his reward IL way, for my young
mistress married him because she adj
mired his pluck and pitied him."
"A man must be a good master when
his servant is ready to give his life
for him." the inspector remarked.
AYE. and l believe Urbano would
give his life for him tomorrow If neces-
sary. AS 1t is, he watches him like a
dog. and | often think he knows what
passes in the counts mind, for he
hands him things before he has time
to ask for them. and If Urbano is away
in any part of the house. he will hurry
back to his master when he wants him.
and before he has had time to call for
him. l a seen that myself over and
over again."
There is much sympathy between
them" Foundes suggested.
II suppose that's what It's called"
the butler answered. Now who Is
this?" he continued a second later.
%frowning at a possible disturbance as
he heard footsteps outside.
Before he could rise the door sud-
denly opened, and Dunstan Burbage
stood on the threshold, pale and tired
looking. dust or his clothes, a haunting
anxiety in his eyes. He looked at the
butler, who rose and remained dumb
from surprise: then turning to the man
who was a stranger to him, he said:
Are you Inspector l'oundes"
Yes, sir the detective answered.
Il am Dunstan Burbage and l have
come to give myself up to you,' he
said.
The inspector stared at him in as
tonishment. for nothing could amaze
him more thar the voluntary appear
ance OF one whom the most stringent
search had failed to discover.
II did not know of the murder or Of
the suspicious concerning myself until
today. when | read them in this paper.
Its nearly a week old" Dunstan said,
producing a weekly journal.
II must give YOU the usual caution,
sir, that anything you say may be used
against you, the inspector told him.
NO harm can come of speaking the
truth now or any ether time" Dunstan
replied, with an air Of frank resolution.
Foundes looked at the white, hag-
gard face and weary eyes of the man
not be taken in by an ingenious man
made up his mind regarding Rurbage.
and 1t was his duty to prove, If he
could, that his convictions We're right.
II suppose you wish to arrest me-"
Dunstan said.
IF l do you will be unable to give
evidence at the inquest; SO for the
present l prefer to keep you under
surveillance"
When will the inquest be held?"
The day after tomorrow
II am glad it will be so soon, for I
suppose it will decide matters so far
as l am concerned"
II think 1t very likely. sir" Foundes
answered decisively.