The Cairo bulletin., 1904-04-13

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MS wen as Inc r7cnness or me carvings
ornamenting the mantel Of Italian
marble rising above the accursed
hcarthstone, only served to make more
evident the extreme neglect into which
the rest Of the room had sunk. Being
! anything but anxious 70 subject myself
further to its unhappy Influence and
quite convinced that the place was in
deed as empty as it looked, | turned to
| leave when my eyes fel upon some
thing so unexpected and so cxtraordi-
nary, seen as it was under tie lutl1-
ence OF the old tragedies with which
my mind was necessarily full. that |
paused, baked in my advance and well
nigh uncertain whether | looked upon
real thing or ON some strange and
terrible fantasy Of my aroused imagl-
nation.
A form lay before me, outstretched
on that portion Of the floor which had
hitherto been hidden from me by the
half open door Woman's form,
which even in that frs casual look
impressed itself upon me as one Of
aerial delcacy and extreme refine
ment; ana this form lay as only the
dead lie; The dead! And | had been
looking at the hearthstonc for just
such Il picture No. not inst such Il
picture, for this womaa lay face upper
most, ana, ON the floor beside her was
blood
A hand had pucked my sleeve. 1t
was lIibbards, Startled by my i'm
mobility ana silence. be had stepped in
with quaking members, expecting he
hardly knew what But no sooner did
his eyes fan on the PROSTATE form
which held me spcllbound than an I'M
| forescen change took place in him
What had unnerycd me restored him
to full self possession Death in this
shape was familiar to him lie had no
fear Of blood He did not SHOW sur
/ prise at encountering it, but only at
the effect it appeared TO produce on me
"Shot," was his laconic comment as
he bent over the PROSTATE body Shot
through the heart She must have
died before she fell
Shot
THAT was new experience for this
room No wound had ever before dis
figured those who had fallen here nor
had any Of the previous victims been
found lying ON any other spot than the
one over which that huge settle Kept
/ guard As these thoughts crossed my
mind instinetiyely glanced again to-
ward the fireplace for what | almost
refused 10 believe lay outStretched at
my feet When nothing more APP
pearcd there than that old seat Of sin
lister memory experienced a thrill
which poorly prepared me for the cry
which | now heard raised by Hubbard.
Look here What do you make Of
thsT
He was pointing to what, upon closer
| inspection. proved to be strip Of
white satin ribbon running from one
Of the delicate wrists OF the girl before
us to the handle Of pistol which had
fallen not far away from her side. ut
/ looks MS if the pistol was attached to
her That is something new in my
experience. What do you think it
| means
Alas, there was but one thing it
could mean The shot to which she
had succumbcd had been delivered by
/ herself This fair and delicate creature
/ was Il suicide.
But suicide in this place! How could
/ we account for thatf Had the story
1 of this rooms III acquired fame acted
| hypnotically Oh her. or had She stun.
/ bled upon the open door IN front and
been glad Of any refuge where her
misery might lind a solitary tcrnina
/ ton? Closely scanning her uptutncd
/ face, | sought an answer to this ques.
/ item ana while thus seeking received
a fresh shock which did not hesitate
/ to communicate 10 my now none too
sensitive companion.
Look mt these features ! cried. Il
seem to know them DO your
/ He growlcd out u dissent, but stoop.
I cd ut my bidding and gave the pitiful
4 Young face prolonged stare When
/ he looked mp again it was with a puz.
zled contraction Of his eyebrows.
I "lve certainly seen Il somewhere"
he hesitatinely admitted. cdglng slow
] ~ away toward tie door Perhaps in
/ the papers Isn't she like
Like" I interrupted. 1T is vcronl.
ca Moore herself. the owner OF this
( house and she who was married here
/ two weeks since 20 Mr.. Jeffrey. Ev-
/ IDENTITY her reason was unscated By the
tragedy which threw SO deep gloom
/ over her wedding
ITO lie continued)