The daily palladium. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1904-1905, 1904-05-09
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piled. THAT man can't bring back the
deed"
"Why?" asked Bum in a sort of
gasp.
1t evidently required a great effort
for Donald to answer him.
Because" he said, as if the words
were forced out Of him, 1.-The mans
dead"
Bum looked at me and nodded.
"What did tell your he whispered.
"Walmsley"
81 am inclined to think" said Donald,
'that l was mixing the past with the
future. That's the great trouble with
this foolish business. l don't doubt
that you've all had similar experiences.
Everybody must have them once in
awhile. Something comes into your
mind; you see it; you know it for an
actual occurrence. But it has no time.
There's nothing to tell you whether the
thing is going to happen a hundred
years from now or whether it happen
ed hundred years ago"
'"There's the little matter of Clothes"
suggested Reedy.
Donald showed mild surprise.
"YOu don't always see clothes, of
course" said Donald as if he couldn't
bring himself to believe that Reedy
had been serious. you see the thing
that has 10 need of clothes or of flesh
and bones-the essence of an action.
If you should strike me with a knife,
Mr.. Reedy, do you suppose that there'd
be nothing in the act except your arm
irh
say that thcre'd be nothing but your
coat sleeve or your skin. Within the
sleeve, within the skin, within the mus
Gle and the bone, is something far more
Important
81 guess you're getting out of my
line" said Reedy. There may be
something of the kind, but never saw
| it,
Il am surprised" replied Donald.
"Dut the point is, said Kelvin, bring
| ing his practical mind to bear upon the
question. shall we get hold of that pa
| per? Now, let's bring it right down to
business. I'll give you or any other
| man 1000 for it. Yes, and I'll hear ar
| gument on the question of more mon
ey."
I expected to see Donald get up and
| walk out of the house, but he seemed
| to be too deeply absorbed in his own
| thoughts or visions, or whatever they
| can be called. to take note of what
| Kelvin had said.
1--WE shall know all about this mat
| ter in few minutes said Reedy,
| looking at his watch. eff Cobb doesn't
oil off md 1,n,n lo
| time if he's coming"
We waited, therefore, with such pa
| thence as we could command. At twen-
| ty minutes past 8 Kelvin went into the
| library, winch was dark. Therea fter
| we looked at our watches at least once
minute until a quarter before 10,
| when Kelvin came to the door and said
in tone Of disappointment:
| "The fellow hasn't shown up"
"Thcre's no use in waiting any Ion
! ger" said Reedy. "No Cobb; no deed.
Your title is safe, Mr. Kelvin. The
| whole thing was a fake"
"There is a deed, though" said Don
aid so softly that no one but Bum and
l heard him. "And somebody, some
body, will deliver it here-the same man
whom I have seen. By heavens, dead
or alive, he will produce that docu-
| ment this night!'
Bum took me suddenly by the arm,
| and | could feel that he was trembling
| with excitement.
| There are queer things in this world,
Mr.. Harrington" he whispered. II
don't know just what to expect, do
you:"
| II expect Walmsley's ghost, if you
ask me-" said 1, with a laugh, and the
remark lacked very little of being per-
fectly sincere.
| At 10 o'clock Kelvin gave up the vigil
and summoned us all into the library.
He had turned up the lights. and the
room was bright.
| II am sorry to have given you all this
trouble, Mr. Harrington" said he, "but
1 had reason to expect different end
| ing of this affair"
Il don't think that it's ended yet"
responded. 'Donald says that the deed
will be restored"
"Well," said Kelvin, 81 hope he's
right. I'd like to get the thing off my
mind. 1t would be worth money to
me, as I've told you. I've got other
things to think about
l was well aware that one of the
things to which he referred was my
own destruction, but this was a time
of truce in our warfare, and felt UNI
der obligations to let the subject rest
Indeed, my attention was almost imme
diately attracted to Donald, who ha(
advanced to the end Of a long anC
heavy table of black oak, the top OF
which was bare. He was staring dowr
at this table, and his attitude was
rigid. Bum spoke to him twice ani