Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1905-05-16

time for her to go. and the deputy respect
iuiy so informed her. At the door she
arms and sobbed brokenly. hopelessly. al
most Historically: "Oh, Ronald Ronald"
she cried IF 1 could only have advised
patience and forbearance seemed on the
point of giving way. He held her still
close-enfolded in his embrace but his tired
eyes had flashed with sudden resentment,
his lips compressed. and his voice In an
swering was low and stern:
This Is unworthy of you, Jane, and your
fathers daughter" he said land most un-
just to me. Think OF what you virtually
accuse me- And then he kissed her and
sent her. still sobbing uncontrollably, to the
carriage awaiting her at the door. 1t all
me de It's impression on the sheriff's people
even though the words were almost entirely
1naud1ble, and these two we've looking
Queerly at each other as they closed the
carriage door and were about to signal to
the driver, when up came Hazlett, for once
IN his life displaying haste and excitement.
Is that Miss Fanef' he cried. Don't let
her go! 1 have news Them following
came the sheriff, perplexed perturbed, evil
IDENTIFY not too full Of qualification, yet bub-
WIN you come back, Miss Fane?" asked
the captain. Il have great news for Ron
ald-and cannot even wait for my wife to
join us. She has gone home with Miss
Dumbly, wonderingly, Miss Fame obeyed
and once more traversed the Authenticated
corridor. and once again, in the dingy little
once stood In the presence of her captive
brother. With a deputy behind him. he
was seated at the sheriff's desk writing a
brief note before retiring to his CELL He
looked up quickly, a light Of hope and ex-
pectation In his eyes at sound Of Haxlett's
footsteps. Following Hazlett came the
sheriff. who nodded significantly to his as
s.stant and the latter slowly and reluct-
antly turned and went out. The limbs Of
the civil law seemed somehow to find
mournful comfort in standing sentry over
the military, and the deputy hated to leave
when, mayhap, there was something to be
learned. The sheriff closed the door, and
Hazlett went straightforward and put a
trembling hand on the young officers shout
der.
Ronald. old fellow. 1t has come out as
I thought"
"stetson? Have they got him." broke in
Fame, rising quickly from the desk and
facing them; then holding forth hand to
Jane.
"Stetson?" queried Hazlett puzzled and
surprised. NO. but they've got him-Pig-
gotts murderer-whatever may have been
his excuse. It's Hayden, the lad whose
life you saved at Tonic Pass"
The light that had flashed to the pris-
oners eye began to pale; the faint color
that had swept to his cheek slowly faded
away. Jane herself, who had eagerly hung
upon Hazletts opening words now so far
from showing joy, turned once more away
anu sank, QlSplrlteQ, into a chair.
Il don't understand" said Fame slowly
Surely he never taid So
mo, indeed, but she did! Ethel Hoyt-
his own sister, Fane-told us the whole
story-his threats against Piggott, and
then"
Stop!' said Fame, holding up his hand.
DO you mean that she-Ethef-Miss Hoyt-
has accused this dying man-of Piggott's
murder?" And Fane's face in its wonder
ment. in FITS mingling of gratitude, of secret
joy. and yet Of incredulity, was something
marvellous to see.
Il mean just that" said Hazlett "She
said he owed his life to you-had declared
to her his determination to punish Piggott.
his purpose of shooting him If he had
To-"
And here poor Jane covered her face in
her hands and was bending forward, rock
ing m1serably in her chair. Had not she
too. well-nigh denounced her own brother.
and very different kind of brother than
had Ethel Hoyt that weaking lying. in
capable of speech or action, In hospital?
tiad not she-but there was time for no
flrther self-accusation. In the midst of
silence SO deep that one could almost have
heard the drop of feather, Ronald spoke:
Its all-impossible!" said he. whether
his name be Hoyt or Hayden, that man had
nothing to do with itr'
NO wonder Lawyer Biggs of counsel for
the defense, was disguised with such a
case and such an intractable client No
wonder he started over the dispatch that
came tunIbling almost on the heels OF this
announcements:
Found Stetson Far gone Del Trem
Tried shooting. What instructionsY'
CTo be continued tomorrow