The Glenwood post., 1906-02-03

please. We will 60 over this matter ~
carefully and calmly as possible"
Very well. Glare, you may take
your brother into the garden"
AS soon as the children went out.
Mrs. Hamilton turned an expectant
face toward the detective.
Now, madam, have you any idea
where your husband has gomez"
None whatever
Il am told that every year since
your marriage he has been away in
the month of May and stayed two
weeks"
Once he stayed but ten days; at
another time he was gone fifteen"
Have you any knowledge of his
life previous to his narriage?"
Il know his birthplace. 1t was FL
mira, N. Y. / knew his mother. He
was an only child. His father died
when he was five years of age. The
family was once exceedingly wealthy,
l have heard, but Vane. when l mar
ried him, was only moderately we'll
to-do, as we say here
How does your husband appear
when he goes away"
Sometimes he seems troubled, at
other times quite cheerful. But this
time he appeared more worried than
usual. He seemed very absent-m mind
ed, and he talked in his sleep a good
deal the night before he went away"
"Ah." Mr.. Bruce appeared interest
ed. What did he talk about?"
''Of carrying heavy loads. and he
complained that nobody would help
him. Il can't stand it. 1t is too much,
| thought he referred to his business.
which is very difficult to manage, for
my uncle and Mr.. Henderson are both
disposed to leave all the details to
Vane."
Probably you are right. What
else did he say?"
Mrs. Hamilton blushed and hesitat-
ed and looked at his notebook Mr.
Bruce promptly closed it and put it in
his pocket.
You were saying, I think" he said,
suggestively; but still he hesitated
After all, dreams amount to moth
ins-stray scraps of fancies, conver.
sations and confused jumbling up Of
what it would be too much to call
ideas"
Il understand you.' she said, keen
ly. you think what he said may be
of consequence. | think so, too; but
please to recollect that when my hus-
band spoke womnas name in his
sleep l did not mistrust his honor,
nor do | now"
Perhaps you will tell me what he
said," looking her squarely in the
face, for he perceived he had a wom-
an of nerve and commonsense to deal
with.
Il will. He said Lenora-Nora-s
pretty name.'"
do you know anyone named Le-
nora?"
NO, l do not, and l have never
by that name"
Still you think you can explain it.
1 can see that he said.
Perhaps that you'd be too much to
say Mrs. Hamilton arose, went to
the bookcase. and took therefrom a
volume of Poe's poems.
He liked them very much, and I
found book-mark at .Lenore.'"
Mr.. Bruce took the book and read
with no, unattractive accent:
How shall the ritual then be read the
requiem how be sung?
BY you, by yours. the evil eye: by yours
the sanderous tongue
That did 10 death the innocence, that
died, and died SO young
"Poe's verse is very melodious, but
that is one of his poorest poems. Still
it might have haunted your husbands
mind
After few more questions, Mr.
Bruce took his leave, assuring Mrs
Hamilton that, without doubt, tidings
would be got Of her husband before
long.
Then he went straight to the Essex
House to learn what he could about
the strange lady who had spoken to
Mr.. Hamilton on the street. for he
had heard the meeting commented
upon.
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