The Black Hills union and western stock review. [volume] (Rapid City, S.D.) 1904-19??, 1905-02-03
Auth or OF " The Die Of
Destiny An Excl
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her head he noticed now quickly her
hair had whitened.
He could no longer sit there silent
witness to the outward sigr Of her
sutferings, and t],Srafore, rising, he
drew near to her.
"fAu mustn't give up all hope yet"
ne said earnestly, longing to relieve her
depression.
but my prospect looks black"
You forgot the old saying. that the
darkest hours is nearest to dawn"
And you really think that my inno-
cence may vet be proved?"
II am sure it WILL" he answered
firmly
Sure" she repeated. surprised alike
by the words and by the tone of the
expression. "How-why-?"
"Because-' he began and then
hesitated
Yes 2" she asked anxiously. her feel
ing wrought to intensity.
Because, as l have said. murder will
out one way or another!"
He eyes expressed the disappoint-
ment she felt at hearing him express
this vague generality instead of some
particular explanation.
rs that all?" she asked in low, dis
pirited tone.
Before he could reply the bell of the
house.
1T is Valerius," Olive Dumbarton re-
marked.
II must go now" Bostock said as he
rose.
She did not ask him to stay, but said,
You will come and see me again soon,
l hope"
Very soon," he replied gravely. as
he took her hand and looked into her
eyes.
AS he passed through the corridor on
his way out he Mel Nalerius, who, with
displeasure in his prominent blue eyes,
coldly regarded the publisher. They
| bowed as they passed without speak
| ing.
She loves him." George Bostock
thought as he emerged into the rain
| and the darkness, and the depression
he had felt all day grew deeper yet.
CHAPTER XIII
George Bostock drove home to his
fiat in Herschel Mansions absorbed and
| impressed by the interview which had
| taken place between him and the
authoress. Entering his sitting room
he found half a dozen letters awaiting
him, which he read without under
standing and laid aside, only to take
| up once more and read again with the
| like results; for his mind being full of
|
incapable of fresh impressions.
| In little while servant announced
that dinner had been served when he
entered the dining room and seated
himself at the table. or appetite he
had none: the smell of food proved dis
agreeable; but mechanically he helped
himself to fish, and then forgot to ca,
what was before him.
On the servant reappearing to change
| his plate she, seeing he had not begun
would have quietly retired, but that he
! called her back. He scarcely tasted
the second course or that which fol-
lowed, and the dishes being removed
he was unaware. he had not dined. AS
he sat looking absently at the fruit
before him and the empty glass beside
him he heard the electric bell of the
entrance door ring, and his thoughts
went back to that other bell he haG
heard couple of hours before, and
to the man who had rung it.
| . Almost Immediately the servant en-.
tered to say Mr.. Mackworth had called
to see her master.
SHOW him into the sitting room, anG
say l shall be with him Directly" the
publisher said, thinking the inspector
called to tell him what he alread,
knew.
Now. Mackworth, on Tearing at the
Italian hospital of the death of Mezza
and having that news confirmed by ar
inspection of the certificate of MeZza's
death at the consulate was thoroughly
disappointed to find that the deceased
foreigner was not the man who hat
taken David Dumbarton's life.
But his mind recovering from this
modification, reverted with force to hi.
old theory that George Bostock, and M
other was the criminal. He was TIL,
individual whose interests were cent
tered in Dumbarton's death, an,
though Quinton Quave had hesitated [,
recognize In him the figure which wa
seen to watch the house on the nigh
of the murder, Martyr, the policeman
had identified him as the same VIII,
was in the immediate vicinity Of tn
scene of the tragedy soon after it ha,
taken place.
These considerations. coupled wit