Kingsbury County independent. (DeSmet, Kingsbury County, S.D.) 1894-1929, 1905-01-27


And can almost realize said
George Bostock, with IA force in his
words that startled her. how welcome
expiration would be 20 q burdened con
science, and how necessary q confess
sion might become as an escape from
the infection or an lntolerable secret
such things can only be known 70
and judged Of by the guilty" she MUIR
INJURED.
Yves. only by the guilty. he re-
marked, emphasizing her words.
In the silence that followed they
could hear the rain fall heavily on the
sodden ground and On the dead leaves;
and the wind rising once more made
the closed shutters rattle. From where
he sat he could see the haunted. pa
thetic look ia her eyes, the weary ex-
preston OF her face, and as she bent
her head he noticed how quickly her
hair mad whitened.
He could no longer sit there a silent
witness to the outward sign OF her
sufferlngs, and therefore, rising, he
drew near to her.
You mustn't give up all hope yet"
he said earnestly, longing 70 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 yet be proved"
II am sure II wifl," he answered
firmly.
sure 2" she repeated. surprised alike
by the words and by the Tone Of the
expression. "How-why-?"
because" he began and then
hesitated.
"Yesg" she asked a~nxiously, her feel
ing wrought to intensity.
Because, as | have said, murder viii
out one way or a%notherl"
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 a low, dis
pirited tone.
Before he could reply the bell OF the
garden door rang loudly through the
house.
1T Is valerlus," Olive Dumbarton re-
marked.
II must go now" Bostoek said as he
rose.
She did not ask him to stay, but said,
You viii come and see me again soon,
/ hope"
Very soon" he replied graveIy, as
he took her hand and looked into her
eyes.
As he passed through the corridor on
his way out he met Valerius, 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 XXI.
George Bostock drove home to his
fiat In Hersehel Mansions absorbed and
impressed by the interview which had
taken place between him and the
authorizes. Entering his sitting room
ne 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
the woman he had just quilted, was
incapable of fresh impressions.
In a little while a servant announced
that dinner had been served, when he
entered the dining room and Gated
himself at the table. OF appetite he
had none. the smell Of food proved dis
agreeable; but mechanically he helped
himself TO fish, and then forgot to eat
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
Air SeIOuu COURSE OF ina winch IOl- |
lowed, and the dishes being removed
he was unaware he had not dined. AS
he sat looking absently at the fruit
before him and h empty glass beside
him he heard the electric bell of the
entrance door ring, and his thoughts
went back to that other bell he had
a couple of hours before. and
TO the man who had rung 1t.
Almost Immediately the servant en-
tered TO say Mr.. Mackworth had called
to see her master.
Show him into the sitting room. and
sas-I shall4ha- with him directly the
publisher said, thinking the Inspector
called TO tell him what he already
knew.
Now, Mackworth. on Tearing at the
Italian hospital OF the death OF Mexza,
and having hat news confirmed by an
inspection OF the certificate OF Mezza's
at the consulate. was thoroughly
disappointed 10 find that the deceased
foreigner was not the maj who had
taken David Dumbarton's life.
But his mind recovering from this
modification, reverted with force TO his
old theory that George Bostock, and no
other, was the criminal. He was the
Individual whose interests We're cent
tered in Dumbarton's death, and
though Quinton Quave had hesitated to
recognize In him the figure which was
seen to watch the house on the night
Of the murder. Martyr, the policeman,
had identified him as the same who
was in the Immediate vicinity OF the
scene Of the tragedy soon after it had
taken place.
These considerations, coupled with
the fact that Mack worth had been un-
able to trace George Bostock's move
ments from his leaving Mrs. Dunn