Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1906-12-10


moment. Isis she in danger, do
you say?"
'You must move on, sir; you cannot
be permitted to talk" said the SER
geant.
Faradeane sighed and inclined his
head, and was passing on, when Mr..
McAndrew, who had never taken his
eyes from his face, said:
IF Mr.. Faradeane desires it, l can
give him all the news; but 1 can only
see him at his desire now"
Eyes, yes!" said Faradeane, quickly
and anxiously, looking back over his
shoulder. Come at once please"
The crowd closed up after him. and
the shouting and cheering and groan-
ing announced the departure of the fly.
BARLEY Bradstone stood in the cor
ridor biting his lip, and looking after
the prisoner in a dull, vacant fashion,
and had quite forgotten Mr.. Mean
drew until that gentleman's voice
sounded at his elbow
Carrying it with high hand, isn't
he Mr.. Bradstone?"
BARLEY Bradstone started.
"Eh? Yes, yes! You think that
that there isn't any chance for him
You think he's guilty still?"
The detective looked at him with a
sudden and utterly expressionless
stare.
81 never give an opinion myself,
sir" he said Never. It's unpro-
fessional But I think the jury,
when he goes for trial, will think him
guilty"
A strange expression, it almost
seemed like relief, shot across Bart
ley Bradtone's face but it was gone in
an instant, and with a shake of his
head he said:
They'll be a parcel of fools then.
He's no more guilty than l am"
Just so, SIR" remarked Mr.. Mean
drew. But it's strange he doesn' t
say so, isn't it? And Mrs. Bradstone
is still in danger, sir?" he broke off
respectfully
Eyes, yes," assented BARLEY Brad
stone, with a heavy sigh and an anx-
ious, troubled look, and he moved
down the corridor to the door where
a close carriage and pair stood wait
ing. cob, stop!" he said, with his
hand on the door, and looking back at
the detective. Il forgot. Mr.. Van
ley asked me to say that if there was
anything that could be done for the
the prisoner, he should like to do it.
I suppose there will be lawyers and
counsel Just see to it, will your
I'm afraid can't interfere, SIR he
said, thoughtfully.
"You see, I'm for the prosecution !;
at least, I'm for the truth"
BARLEY Bradstone shot a glance at
him; but the mans face was so wood
en- that it robbed the words of any
significance.
But I'll put Mr. Faradedne in the
way he should go-I can do that with
out going beyond my duty, though
whether he'll pay any attention to my
duNlt0 10 HulIO dAOCuOl tAI4LS'
BARLEY Bradstone got into the car
riage and as the footman in the gor-
geous Naples livery closed the door
BraGstone leaned forward.
anything discovered about the
woman-whats her namr .-BeIia?' ~
he asked.
Nothing of any consequence, sir
he replied.
BARLEY Bradstone sank back out OF
sight, and being out of sight, wiped
the perspiration from his forehead.
Mr.. McAndrew loked after the car
riage for a moment or two, passing
his hand over his mouth in the man
ner peculiar to him; then turned and
made his way to the Jail.
The governor of Her Majesty's pris-
on at Wainford was certain Colonel
Summerford; a gentleman, and a
man of sound common sense. He had
been governor for nearly twenty
years, but during all that long expe-
rience he had never had so strange
and puzzling an inmate as Harold Far.
adeane. Colonel Summerford knew
the ordinary jail-bird by heart, and
understood every song that bird could
sing; but this man, charged with the
murder Of a woman in Hardwood
woods, scattered all the good ccloneTs
experiential theories and ideas, like
chaff before the wind. In ne first
place, the colonel saw that his new
man" was gentleman; and secondly
that he was no fool, as some gentle
men-to many, alas;-often are. He
felt greatly interested in him, and did
his best to make him as comfortable
as prisoner committed for trial on a
capital offense can be made. lie
gave him the largest and ARREST cell,
and, in fact, treated him as man who
though accused, has not yet been
found guilty.
Mr. McAndrews arrived at the pris-
on about half an hour after Fara-
deane's return, and found the colonel
walking up and down his Office in deep
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