Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1905-07-15

hou tlldue up ner nina 10 COmmuniCh
with the authorities unless her alar
should be allayed by the followin
Monday. He must have received m
letter in due course the next mornin,
for at IL o'clock an answer was deliv
cred at my door by hand.
Breaking the seal with not a It'll,
excitement, l saw that the short not,
was written by woman-not very
well written-to the effect that Colone
Durand would be happy to see me at
8 o'clock the same afternoon. | confess
that | had seldom felt more curious or
more impatient for few hours to pass.
for, tax my ingenuity as | might It
seemed difficult TO hit upon n probable
explanation Of Durands retirement.
VIII you walk this way, SIR" said
the butler. and, somewhat to my sur
prise, he led me past the drawing room
door, up a second flight of stairs to a
room at the back of the house.
IF you will wait one moment SIR"
said the butler, as he cautiously open
ed the door and about 1S inches fur
Their in the room l saw a second door
obviously a recent additlon) covered
with black bai2e. When the servant
invited me to enter the narrow space
between the two l confess to uncanny
apprehenslons, the more when the out
er door was closed and we stood in the
most total darkness. A moment later
| was able to advance within the room.
but this also was in such darkness that
1t was impossible to distinguish the
position of the window. Though the
day was cold, no fire burned In the
CRATE. | heard the door shut, and as
sumed that the butler had retired, but
l felt afraid to go further into the
black room, lest l overturn some arti-
cleS of furniture.
A second later, however, recognized
Durand's voice.
THAT you, MarchantT"
'Are you there, Durand" l cried,
and then felt hand on my arm.
Let me lead you to a chair" he
said quietly, and presently his hands
were on my shoulders as he pressed
me down.
But what on earth makes you sit in
the dark?" l demanded.
"Pm going to tell you-though l
should have preferred to tell nobody.
It's q case, however, of saving ones
self from ones friends You're the
first man have seen since that dinner
at Mrs. Norcutt's early in December. -
Lady Waters met you therer
"My eyes had been bothering me-"
he continued, land l had an appoint
ment with Ramsay, the ophthalmic
surgeon, the following day"
Good heaven" l exclaimed, "you
have not lost your sightr'
"Not-not yet" he answered; still In
the same self controlled voice. but |
am going to lose It, You understand
there is not the slightest doubt about
it. My blindness is absolutely certain
"a mere matter Of weeks. My-my
boy is on his way home. You see,
should like to see the dear chaps face
once more. I cross examined Ramsay
He said that If lived entirely In the
dark, kept quiet, didn't smoke or drink,
l might Just manage to hold out"
my dear fellow"
"There are only q few weeks more"
he continued. II believe shall do
It"
do you mean," I said, Ito tell me
you have been stuck up here In total
darkness since December-"
"a ray OF light" he answered,
would absolutely destroy my chance
of seeing old Donald. It's FIVE years,
you know. We haven't met since his
mother died"
"But haven't you tried to hasten his
returnT
lone hates to make a fuss" said
Durand. And, you understand, don't
want to see the chap with a long face.
He Is on the way, and l believe l am
going to hold out. So now you can tell
Lady Waters that there's no need to
send the police, Perhaps both she and
you won't mind keeping it to your
selves. Now" he added, as l heard
him rise from the chair, II am going
to ring for Banks to take you away"
| stood by his side, scarcely know
ing what to say, until, first the outer
door was opened and shut then the
inner.
Let me guide you" said Durand,
and turned IN the darkness a moment
later, gripping his hand.
How on earth do you get through
the daysH" | exclaimed almost in spite
Of myself.
Durand laughed far more cheerfully
than | could have done.
Hoping I shall get a look at old
Donald" he answered.-The Sketch.
She Was Gong.
Hoax-My wife went out to shop to-
day and lost a pocketbook containing