The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1904-11-10
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,4. e. Airs Wallace Morton had left
tae 90 b o.. heg French windows oDen.
ai WAS sitting In her hotel suite con.
tcm9.aaus The Lcauly of the lake
iuei -.i.ns 10 the moonbea9is. Between
le. and the water lay a sensitive
...o e.. lava, across which diaDhs-
rcus sAadow occasionally fitted.
wse.her fricnd or foe she could not
surety tel in The half light. Mrs.
Nsf.o. would have smiled az Tie sug-
res.loa of zoe. yet al tnat momeat
ele darxencd her windows VINO was
rot only natural fee aud Intruder
ha, menace 70 her existence Yet
sae d.d Lot sflg as the maa. wearing a
mask taat was obvious iu the seml-
dar.,ucfs partly eniesed. ihen stopped
cautiously 10 look around. Mrs. Morton
icing IN the shadow OF n room un-
iieaiPd from within. could not be seen
81 q FIRST glance She did not move
nor do leg voice tremble as She asked.
What DO yon wants Have you
T2de = mistake So the ROOM"
"Not at an. was the decisive
answes VS. the man stepped inside and
saw thar no one else WIS present. u
am Lega on business. but may Is wen
confess iaat / did not expect 10 see
Mrs Wallace Morton herself sitting
alone "a ihe dark
"0h, then you know me-" the lady
said co0iiy. Please state your busl-
ness sbut / think your mode OF cons
ing 10 my apartments explains your
erranc-you have come to rob nle.'
Il have no intention Of harming you
have no fear. madam: / am here to
get the possession ~ the Morton dla-
monds-Milen you hand them over /
viii relieve you Of my presence at
once. have no time 70 parley"
Yea speak like an educated man ]
az, not afraid. as II woul do no good
10 use violence. They Were sent this
afternoon to the hank vault, where |
have a box. so that am saved from a
great loss and you from the commission
Of d great crime.
Mrs Morton spoke with a c0nvic-
ton. and the man standing there IN
the moonlight knew she was speaking
the truth. He muttered en- oath and
turned 20 60. but Mrs. Morton halted
him by sudden question.
How long have you followed this
Kind OF llfefr
Ever since left college. with my
head crammed fun OF fads and moth.
ing for my hands to do. was told to
get out and make a living Well.
tried honest work. aud l wouldn't do.
a raw boy from the country who
never saw the inside of a college was
better adapted to the necessities OF the
hour. He could begin at the foot OF the
ladder and reach the room az the top.
was at the top ana there was nothing
for me but to come down. and l was
not fitted 20 begin over again. Not
much excusef Then my mother cut
me on. That was the last straw
but II you were TO reformsn
THE DE Greys are proud they neyei
forgive disgrace"
The De Greys? You cannot mean
The Horace Devon De Greyss"
Yes. I am the degenerate son OF
that family. much to their chagrIn. II
could be killed incognito they would
be reioiced. but black sheep Of the
De Grey stock reformed or caught OF
an expedition OF robbery that would
crush their naughty spirits to ths
dust"
But Mrs. Morton rose to her feet tC
make her announcement. do you no
know thatMrs. Horace Devon DE Grey
is guest in this hotel at this very
momentg Can It be possible that shs
Is your motherg"
~She Is. and with the De Grey mil
lions at her command she turned IN,
out to accomplish work that / wat
never intended for DO you wonder
that / became a hold-up man. as WI
are facetously calledY'
II shall consider It my duty to tel
Mrs. DE Grey-your mother-of my
my-seelng you. | am sure that yol
are not all bad; perhaps | can brini
about forgiveness and reconciliation
You must be tired of your present
professionT'
a Knock at Mrs. Morton's door in
terrupted the conversation aud tb
masked burglar, who had been poise,
for instant flight. disappeared lik
magic, while Mrs. Morton. who ha,
been steadily repressing her eS
s3te1aant. nearly tainted at relief fror
the great tension. She opened tn
door to admit a sparkling society gil
whose family occupied adjolnin
suites.
Have you the time, dearg" she aske
IN hutter. Il let my sister take N
watch this afternoon"
Yes, certainly, Alice my watch
right here on the table" and she steppe
to a stand that was between her an
the window, but she could not find
and turned on the light. The waite
was gone. Her caller had improve
his time by appropriating it while b
told his pitiful story. Mrs Morton sal