The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1904-05-28
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CHAPTER XXTII.-(Con
1t was dark when he returned to the
Aousa, and he closed the shutters ant
barred the door very carefully before ht
pat down by the fire to reflect upon bill
Asxt step. He had been rejecting on thai
PHI day, without seeing his way too clear
y to the results on which he had set hi
heaEt-a large sum Of money, and new
life abroad to enjoy 1t In.
He would not go upstairs yet awhile
smother hour would be Of advantage IL
him, and he must wait. The bank al
Worcester was shut, and there would be
30 getting money till tomorrow morning
before that time came she would sign
ne check, and remain prisoner In
packson's button factory until time had
been allowed for him to cash 1t. That
vas the end Of the brilliant scheme which
ae'had planned out like an artist.
Suddenly there was a violent knocking
ft the door, and Peterson sprang up, with
10 hand shaking on the back Of the chair
He reached his hand toward the candle
and extinguished the fame, as his first
resource against an unseen enemy. Then
he crept on tiptoe toward the door.
"Who's thereT
"Let me In"
"Tom EastbellW calculated Peterson.
He opened the door, and dragged the
applicant for admittance into the house
By the collar of his coat-a man drench-
ID to the skin by heavy rain.
"You muddlerp' shouted Peterson;
why couldn't you stop at Sedge Hill
How dare you come intermeddling Z
Didn't you leave 1t all to meT
"Here-let go my throat--let a fellow
speak. What are you doing In the dark I
Where are they all2 Is Sarah here
Aas she signed the check?
Peterson released his hold and locked
ehe front door again. Tom followed him
Ento the room, and sat down shivering
BY the fre. His companion and adviser
relighted the candle, and held 1t to his
face.
"Why did you Gomez"
cdr Tom cried. 1.-THE old woman Is
It.. Here's a blessed go for an innersent
mani I never touched her. upon my soul;
she died right of, bang, in the picture
gallery, and 1t was nothing to do with
the. wouldn't have thought Of such
O thing
"Dead7 The old woman dead?" said
Peterson, surprised again at this avowal
"Oh!-ughl-yes," he said, shuddering
more strongly "Her eyes opened snd-
Gen; Ned, and she was off. I shall never
forget 1t. And then the beast of a wom-
an, Hartley, came in when I screamed
and said that had murdered her. l was
talking her over to make a will, when
ehe died-that's all. Oh! let's go to Lon
aon."
"Tom," said Peterson with excitement,
you must go back. You must not leave
everything to that Culwick. The old
woman has died naturally-the doctor
will prove that-and you have nothing to
fear"
"Oh! haven't 7? That's all you know
about It,"
"You accused idiot don't you see that
You are ich2-that Sarah Eastbell was
only between you and colossal fortune?
land Sarah Dastbell is dead, too"
Sarah dead, tooW screamed Tom
@astbell iun his new excitement; ooh.
don't say that. 1t can't be-"
flush! Keep It quiet; 1t Is an eternal
secret between you and me; but she
bprang out Of the boat suddenly last
pight, they tell me, and was drowned.
in day or two they will find her in the
Severn, and you will be heir-at-law."
They'll say I killed the couple of
them"
Sarah ran away from home-every-
body knows that-and came to harm nv
accident. There IL nothing more natural"
"Poor Sallyl She was good sort"
Paid Tom; land she--she's dead then.
Thank goodness 1t was quite an accident
for nobody meant to kill her."
sect back In haste-at any cost. Saw
you were distracted, and did not know
what you were doing-that you have been
In search Of Culwick-or a doctor. Get
back"
Suppose they take me up for killing
my grandmother; that's what I'm afraid
"Get back; you are safe. Get back,
fool. to all that wealth."
Edward Peterson's excitement was
greater than Thomas Eastbell's now. He
thrust him from che house; he locked
the door after him; he tottered back to
the room.
Tom Eastbell would be rich-immense-
" rich-if his sister Sarah were removed
from all the troubles Of this world! Tom
Eastbell In his power--at his mercy for
many past offenseB--a weak fool whom
he could rule implicitly, and get money
quickly by.
Then, with the light in his hand, he
proceeded with a wonderful steadiness of
step up the stairs. A strange specimen
Of a villain this-for he went into his
daughters room first, and said, "Poor
Bess-you have gone for good them" and
walked out again, and up the remaining
aight. with a very sorrowful countenance.
He drew the key from his pocket unlock
Cd the door, strobe in, and then stopped
Buddenly-R man struck, as 1t were, into
stone by bis amazement.
The room was empty!
CHAPTER XIV,
Reuben Culwick did not reach Sedge
Hill fill n late hour rrhnn 4hn MINI