The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1905-01-09
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the result OF that hand-to-hand strug-
gle. I was strong. and had measured
my strength with many. but never with
such a man as this. The moment we
closed felt that | should be conquered;
that right does not always gain the VIC
tory. Grants arms we're like bars OF
iron, the girth of his chest almost alb
normal: moreover. he stood two inches
taller than did. Had been told that
any man could have lifted me from my
feet, carried me through two open doors
and finally thrown me staggering. into
the center OF the roadway, should have
laughed the ioea to scorn. But Eustace
Grant did all this. and shut and bolted
the outer door before / could recover
myself
Mad with the rage Of defeat. ! grasned
the railings and painted for breath.
cursed Eustace Grant | cursed my
faithless wife. ! cursed myself and my
impotence. Such was my state that.
could have obtained pistol, ! would
have waited on that doors step and shot
the man who had betrayed me, as soon
as he had emerged from his place OF
safety-shot him dead without eoal-
junction. Nor was my mind any way
soothed by hearing the window thrown
up, and seeing my hat tossed out con-
temptuously. / was fain TO stoop and
pick It up, in order to save myself from
becoming an object Of curiosity to pass
ers-by.
What was to do2 My mind at pres
ent could only grasp one faet-that
Grant had. by some diabolical means,
induced Viola to leave me and give her
self to him. For awhile my course
seemed limited to one issue; | must
wait here. outside his house, until at
last he came forth. Then | must dog
his footsteps until they led me to the
faithless woman who had ruined my
life and brought me to shame. I
groaned at the thought Of what little
more than twelve hours had done. This
morning / was the happiest man in
England; tonight was the most mis-
erablel
SO for hours | walked up and down in
front Of the house which held the trail
tor. saw the lights extingujshed.
Once or twice | saw the blind drawn
aside. and guessed that Grant was look
ing out to see II had left my post. No.
you traitori you villain am still there,
and shall be there until you come out.
Then l will dog you to the bitter end.
The hours went by, the dawn began
to break. still-an object cf curiosity.
II not suspicion. to the policeman-I
kept my post, and should have kept 1t
for hours longer. had II not all at once
occurred TO me that 50 long as | was
there. SO long would Grant remain
where he was. / must pertorce keep
watch until could find some one to
whom the task might be deputed
At 7 o'clock I was able to gain ad-
mission to an old-fashioned family and
commercial inn which stood some short
distance of. The bay window Of the
coffee room commanded view OF
Grants house. Here / seated myself.
and. having obtained a London direc-
tory, wrote and dispatched letter to a
well-known private detective. request
ing that a clever. Trustworthy man
might be at once sent TO me. Then, from
the window Of the hotel, resumed my
watch.
At o'clock the man whom ! had
summoned arrived. told him what 10
do. He was to wait until tie saw GRAFT
depart. He was to follow him. and.
having ascertained his destination, was
to telegraph to me at once. Then left
the accursed spot. went back to my
hotel. and tried to sleep.
AS I entered the room which Viola
and had occupied, could almost per-
suade myself that | had dreamed the
events OF the last twenty-four hours.
All her personal effects were as she left
them; her gloves, her brushes. her toll
let indispensables we're all there. Even
her watch she had left behind her. she
broke the spring at the seaside. and
there was no time to get It repaired
before we started for the continent: be-
sides. had intended buying her a new
one In Paris. ro-morrow-yes to-mor-
row would be Thursday Tomorrow we
had proposed crossing to France Heav-
ensl what did It all mean?
Sleep with my mind in this whirl was
unattaInahle. Later in the day more
for something to do than in pursuance
Of any hope, went to yiolas old home
and asked II she had been there to-day
No. not since yesterday morning. This
the servants rather wondered at as
Miss Rosater was very III; two doctors
were with her now.
In my present state Of mind, | cared
nothing for the old lady's illness; but !
knew that the motive which kept Viola
from her side when suffering must be
a strong one. Yet. little woman who
could leave her husband as she had left
me, would reck for the ailments Of a
friend
Curses on her false, fair face!
The hours passed. somehow. AT three
o'clock a telegraph message was brought
me. / tore it open. It was from Folke-
stone. and ran so: