The news-democrat. (Providence, R.I.) 1906-1909, 1906-09-10
THE NEWS DEMOCRATS DAILY STORY
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The House of a
Candles
MEREDITH NICHOLSON
Copyright by
The Bobbs Merrill Company
CHAPTER W.T.

When I plunged into the wood in the
middle of the afternoon 1t was with the
efinlte pnrpnse- of returning TO the upper
| nd Of the lake for an interview with
Morgan. who had. so Bates Informed me.
small house back OF the cottages.
l took the canoe / had chosen for my
wn use from the boat-houSe and pad
led up the lake. The air was still warm,
| ut the wind that blew out of the south
asted OF rain. / scanned the water and
he borders OF the lake for signs of life,-
lore particularly, ! may as well admit
or a certain Maroon colored canoe and
girl in red tam-o'- '-shauter. but lake
nd summer cottages were mine alone. I
inded and began at once my search for
iorgan. There were many paths through
be woods back OF the cottages, and /
Pllowed several futilely before l at last
Pund a small house snugly hid away In
thickest of young naples.
The man / was looking for came to the
DOR quickly in response TO my knock.
Food afternoon. Morgan"
Good afternoon, Mr.. Glenarm," he said
king the pipe from his mouth the better
grin at me. He showed no sign of sur
rise. and l was nettled by his cool re-
ption. There was. perhaps, certain
ement Of recklessness in my visit TO the
ouse OF a man who had shown so singu-
an interest in my affairs, and his cool
eeting vexed me.
'Morgan-''I began.
Wont you come in and rest your
II, Mr.. Glenarm?" he interrupted. II
exon you're tired from your trip over
Thank you, no." / snapped.
Suit yourself. Mr.. Glenarm." He
emed to like my name and gave II a
sagreeable drawing emphasis.
Morgan. you are an internal black
lard You have tried twice To kill me-
Wen call IL that. IL you like, and
grinned. But you'd better cut off
e for this"
He lifted the gray fedora hat from
head, and poked his finger through
hole I'm the top.
Your a pretty fair shot. Mr. Glen
m. The fact about me is,"-and he
nked. 1.-THE honest truth is, I'm all
OF practice
why, sir. when ] saw you padding
on the lake this afternoon / sighted
from the casino half a dozen times
n my gun, but was afraid 10 risk
He seemed 20 be shaken with inner
Fth. IF I'd missed. | wasn't sure you'd
scared 10 DEATH"
or a novel diversion heartily recon-
nd meeting with the assassin who
only few days or hours before,
ID TO murder YOU, | know OF nothing
the way Of social adventure that is
te equal TO II. Morgan was fellow
Intelligence and, whatever lay back
his designs against me- he was clearly
zoe TO reckon with He stood I'm the
rway calmly awaiting my next move
truck match on my box and lighted
igarette.
Morgan. / hope you understand that
m not responsible for any injury my
ndfather may have inflicted on you
adn't seen him for several years be-
he died I was never at Glenarm
ore I'm my life. so it's a little rough for
TO visit your dlspleasure on me-"
smiled tufrrantly as I spoke. new
ID he knew that did-that no m feel
against my grandfather lay back OF
interest In my affairs
You're not quite the man your grand
ler was, Mr.. Glenarm. You'n excuse
bluntness. but take Il that you're
rank man. He was a very keen per-
and. I'm afraid"-he chuckled with
ent satisfaction 10 himself-"Im real
fraid, Mr.. Glenarm, that you're notr'