Corvallis gazette. [volume] (Corvallis, Benton County, Or.) 1900-1909, 1906-02-02

A Mystery |
Of T w o |
Continents
By
BURTON E.
STEVENSON
Copyright. 1908. by
Henry Holt and
Company

"WlLQ rQe eAd1n1udIIOu UI DrOOhS,
Miss Holidays coachman."
can give his evidence in few words
His mistress had driven directly down
the avenue to Washington square.
There she had left the carriage, bid
ding him wait for her, and had contin-
ued southwark into the squalid French
quarter. He had lost sight of her in
moment and had driven slowly about
for more than two hours before she re-
appeared. She had ordered him to
! drive home as rapidly as he could, and
he had not stopped until he reached the
house. Her gown? Yes, he had no
ticed that it was a dark red. He had
not seen her face, for it was yelled.
No, he had never before driven her to
that locality.
Quaking at heart, I realized that only
one person could extricate Frances Hol-
laday from the coil woven about her.
If she persisted in silence, there was
no hope for her But that she should
still refuse to speak was inconceivable
unless
"That is all " said the coroner. "Will
you cross examine the witness, Mr..
Royce"
| My chief shook his head silently,
and Brooks left the stand.
Again the coroner and Singleton
whispered together.
1--WE will recall Miss Holladay's
| maid," said the former at last.
She was on the stand again in mo-
ment, calmer than she had been, but
deadly pale.
care your mistress handkerchiefs
marked in any way?" Goldberg asked
as she turned to him.
Some Of them are, yes, sir, with
her initials, in the form Of a mono
gram. Most of them are plain"
do you recognize this one?' and be
handed her the ghastly piece Of evil
dence.
I held my breath while the woman
looked it over, turning it with trem.
bling fingers.
"No, sirr' she replied emphatically
as she returned it to him.
"Does your mistress possess any
handkerchiefs that resemble this one?"
"Oh, yes, sir. It's an ordinary cam
brio handkerchief Of good quality, such
as most ladies USE"
1 breathed long sigh of relief. Here
! at least fortune favored us.
'That is all. Have you any ques-
tions, Mr.. Royce?"
Again our junior shook his head.
"That concludes our case," added the
coroner. 'Have you any witnesses to
summon, sir?'
What witnesses could we have?
Only one, and fancied that the jury
| men were looking at us expectantly.
If our client were indeed innocent.
why should we hesitate to put her on
the stand, to give her opportunity to
defend herself, to enable her to shatter,
! in a few words, this chain of circum-
| stance so firmly forged about her? If
she were innocent, would she not natu-
rally wish to speak in her own be-
half? Did not her very unwillingness
/ to speak argue
! "Ask for recess" whispered. $50
j to Miss Holiday and tell her that un-
less she speaks
! But before Mr.. Royce could answer
! a policeman pushed his way forward
from the rear of the room and handed
! q note to the coroner.
"a messenger brought this moment
ago, sir" he explained.
The coroner glanced at the super
! scription and handed it to my chief.
ITS for you, Mr.. Royce" he said.
I saw that the address read:
! For Mr.. Royce,
Attorney for the Defense.
He tore it open and ran his eyes
rapidly over the inclosure. He read
it through a second time, then held
out the paper to me with an expression
of the blankest amazement The note
read:
The man Rogers Is lying. The woman
who was with Holiday wore O gown of
dark green,