Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1905-08-25

crime"
ION the strength Of story related
by a friend of yours, who
81 knew It," interrupted Brendon,
starting up and beginning tn pace the
room. THAT was why she asked
Leonard Train to dinner"
"she got out Of him thar you had
been in the sitting room Of Mrs. Jersey
at midnight"
"That is untrue" began George VIC
lently, when Bawdsey stopped him.
$50 1t is, to Mrs. Ward, to Lord Der
rington and to the public; but, so far as
l am concerned, Mr. Brendon, it is a
fact You were in Mrs. Jerseys room
about the time she was murdered"
GLOW can you prove that?" asked
George quickly and very pale.
"Oh, can prove 1t easily enough, and
! will soon. But confess"
"That l killed the woman? No;
never laid finger on her"
II believe that" said Bawdsey. 1T
l thought you were guilty should
no, not even then. You saved my life,
and I'm grateful"
81 believe you are my friend" said
George gloomily, sitting down.
"You would have been arrested by
now were not, Mr. Brendon."
| mo. l tell you neither Mn. Ward
nor Lord Darlington will go so far.
They will try to intimidate me, but
! they won't succeed"
you'll fight them?"
| George set his face. "Wbile there is
breath in my body"
II knew you were plucky one,
said Bawdsey admiringly, "but you
must be aware that your position Is
perilous."
Zone moment" said Bren,lon. why
does Train believe that was in Mrs.
Jerseys room?"
HE found beside the table a yellow
holly berry, and you wore
/ George started II did, did," he
muttered. ut must have been brushed
of the sprig when stopped to touch
her"
"Ahy said Bawdsey in voice Of
triumph. Then you admit you were
in the room7"
Eyes, to you, but to no one else"
''Tm glad you trust me SO far" said
Bawdsey, genuinely pleased. "Your
confidence is not misplaced, Mr.. Bren-
don And you saw Mrs. Jersey"
Il saw her body. She was dead"
Eat what time was that?"
"About IL o'clock"
"Why did you not give the Alarm
"What?" George smiled derisively.
''You think l should have put the rope
round my neck?"
mo, but-well no matter. We can
talk of that later. But as to getting out
Of this room when the door was lock-
ed?''
II didn't get out Of this room. Mr..
Bawdsey. r.
"Wait bit. Come into the room
you slept in," said the detective, lead
ing the way. II have made discov-
cry"
The bedroom was In the. same con-
dition as when Brendon had last seen
1t, with the exception that the ward
robe was moved to one side. The wall
at the back, which divided the room
from the passage, appeared a blank,
but on touching spring q masked
door opened. Shelves were revealed
and it was evident that this door form
/. ed the back Of cupboard that was In
the passage-a cupboard used by the
housemaid, as was apparent from the
/ dust shovel and brooms lying within
1t. For a moment Bawdsey left the
door open and looked at Brendon with
quiet triumph. Then he snapped the
door to and the wall appeared in its
former blank condition. No one, with
out making close examination, would
4 have suspected the presence Of that
secret door. "a housemaid might open
j the cupboard door in the passage at
any time" explained Mr.. Bawdsey. ac-
counting for his action, "snd it would
never do for her to look through the
back Of the shelves into this room. She
might talk, Mr.. Brendori, and then
there would be trouble. Tes''-Bawd-
sey rubbed his nose and looked at the
astonished GeoYge-"I am sure there
would be great trouble"
II congratulate you on your clever
ness, Mr.. Bawdsey," said Brendon
when he had somewhat recovered
"You have discovered my secret.
should like to know how you discov-
cred it,
"Well," said Bawdsey, pushing the
wardrobe back to its place with an Of
fort, ''you see when I learned through
the advertisement that George Bren-
don was the grandson Of Lord Derring-
ton told him of 1t. He related your
history"
Including the murder Of my IA
ther?"
Eyes, including that" replied Bawd.
sey. with a queer expression, "but that
has nothing to do with the matter In
hand, Mr.. Brendon."
\ "I'm not so sure" retolted George.
II should not be at all surprised to
find that Mrs. Jersey was murdered to
keep her quiet ON that point"
'How do you make that out?'
"Well, she was In San Reno at the
time my father was murdered. She
loved him. and dare say, in spite of
having been discharged, watched him
She might know who the lady In blue
But l forgot you are ignorant of all
these things
j mot at all. Don't l tell you that
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