Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1906-01-27

not NUN could daunt, was, nevertheless.
sPenoound with surprise.
what intruder was this who knocLad
80 lmperatlvely? They were q mile and
nan from the nearest habitation. fonr
miles from a village. What fearful cbauoa
i" "u drought TO their door one who thus
ooldly demanded admission? Had their
Scheme miscarried at this vital moment ,
t1ad Anson suspected something and mr..
ranged that he should be followed nv
rescuers- avengers?
Inc sheer agony of fear restored
%renlers wits. He was not Grenier now
Out Phlllp Arson, very shakv and IN.
nerVed Philip Arson, it was true. but suf.
nclently hkelife to choke off doubtino
inquiries. va u0''0'i'is
lie elutched Masons arm and poipted
d qulVerlng finger toward Philip.
Out with him. This instant! The
tide is high" nv
But his face! If he is found"
Mason reached for the life preserver
with horrible purpose.
No, no. No more noise. Quick. man.
GU must go to the door Only summon
me If necessary. Oh, quick!"
He rushed to another door and opened
1t. There was balcony beyond. 1t over.
hung the very lip of the rock. Far
beneath, the deep blue of the sea shone
and naught else.
Mason caught up Anson's limp form
and ran with him to the balcony. With
mighty swing he threw him outside
clear of the cliffs edge For a few tremu.
lous seconds they listened. They thought
they heard splash then Mason turned
coolly to Grenicr:
Is there any blood on my coatg"
l can see none Now. the door, Keen
inside!"
With quaking heart he listened ia
Mason's heavy tread along the PASSAGE
and across the kitchen He clinched the
pack OF a chair in the effort to calm him,
self by torcible means Then he heard
the unbolting of the door and the tele
graph messengers prompt announcement:
Philip Arson, Esquire"
Mason came to him carrying the tele-
gram
Grenier subsidized into the chair he held.
This time he was Frustrated. He could
scarce open the fimsy envelope.
Abingdon counsels caution. Saws there
IS some mistake. Much love.
EVELYN"
That was all. but it was a good deal.
Grenier looked up with lack -luster ewes.
lie was almost fainting
Send him away" he murmured. '"Tbere
IS nothing to be done. In the morning
Mason saw that his ally was nearly ex-
hausted by the reaction. lie grinned and
cursed.
"Of all the chicllen-hearted-
But he went and dismissed the bow.
Grenier threw himself at full length on
sofa
What's up now?7 demanded Mason,
finding him prone.
"Wait-inst little while-until my
heart stops galloping. That confounded
knock! 1t Jared my spine"
Take some more brandy"
How can /? 1t is impossible. /
haven't got an OK head. like YOU"
Mason placed the lamp on a central
table. Its rays fell on Philips hat. Some
thing III its appearance caught the mans
eye. He picked up the hat and examined
it critically,
DO You know" he said. after a silence
broken only by Grenier's deep breathing
Il fancy | didn't kill him, after all"
"Not-kill him? Why he was dead
in that chair-for an hour"
Perhaps. I hit hard enough. but this
hat must have taken some of it. When
you yere busy. thought his chest heaveJ
slightly. And just now, when I carried
him outside, he seemed to move"
Rot"
1T may be. l struck very hard"
Grenier sat up.
Even if you are right" he muttered,
1T does not matter. He fell 300 feet.
The fall alone would kill him. And, if
he is drowned, and the body is picked up,
it is better So Don't you sect Even
if he were recognized he would be
drowned, not-not--- Well. his death
would be due to natural causes"
He could not bring himself to say
murdered" ugly word
If you were not such a milksop. there
would be no fear of his being recognized
But Grenier laughed hollow and I'M
laugh; nevertheless, it was
sign of recovery.
what nonsense we are talking 4 |
naked man, floating, dead. in the North |
sea. Who is he? Not Philip Arson, sure
"! Philip Arson is gayly gadding about |
England on his private affairs. Where |
IS Green? Hunter, 60 and tell Green to
bring my traps here instantly. l wish |
lim to return to town on an urgent er
-and"
There was CLINT of admiration in
Nason's eyes. Here was one with An
sons face, wearing Anson's clothes, and |
addressing him in Anson's voice.
That's better" he chuckled BY |
ID, you're aever when your head is
lear"
"Now be off for Green. You know
What to say"
You will be alone. VIII you be
Ifraid?"
The sheer was the'last stimulant Gren-
"a needed.
If you were called on to stand in
Philip Anson's boots during the next
week or ten days, my good friend he