The Spanish Fork press. [volume] (Spanish Fork, Utah) 1902-current, 1906-03-01

out OF the room. and saw her walk
round the desks, her lips tightly com.
pressed and her head high
The following morning when came
TO the bank, the porter me. me with
the inquiry. had seen anything OF
Mr.. Blakoly? No one had seen him
since the bank closed the night before
He was not III the bank-had not been
home-indeed It was Airs. Blakely
who had driven down early to inquire
about him; anC no one he'd seen him.
"Mr. Boyton,' she asked have you
seen my husband; You Jcre the last
to leave. | belicveT
Yes. madam. but have not see1
Mr.. BlaNely since he put you into
your carriage yesterday"
"That decides it, she muttered
Something has happeneu to him in
his room. The door must be forced
Porter, go for carpenter
you take :he whole responsibility OF
forcing the green baize door?" | sug.
gestad.
"The whole responsibility" she re-
piled.
When the carpenter arrived, Mrs
Blakely led him to the door. and or.
dered him to force it. Ee smiled
grimly IS he looked the door up ana
down.
Iron" he said. laconically. "'Tisn't
my job; You want Jlacksn it'll"
The porter was hurried to fetch q
smith. When the man arrived, he
eyed the door critically, and looked
dubious.
For five minutes he dealt a rapid
fire of blows, and then the door began
TO tremble, then to shake. Finally
after ten or twelve minutes. it gave
a shudder, and fell outward swinging
on its hinges.
Mrs. Blakely darted forward. and
stopped. Six feet farther down the
narrow passage, another loor obstruct.
ed the way. She signed impetuously
to the smith, who advanced. and shiv.
cred the lock of the second door. which
was only light wood. Al was dark
ness beyond the door.
| turned to Mrs. Blakely who stood
gazing in wonderment into chaos.
Porter" she said in hushed
voice, ''get me a lantern. Then you
can both leave us. Mr.. Boyton's will
be all the help / shall need"
We passed through the doorway. and
into small, dark room. poorly fur
nlshed, with three or four articles of
office furniture and littere; with pa
pers. There was no sign of Mr.. Blake
ly.
Look" cried Mrs. Blakely. "a trap
door,
| saw square had been cut out of
the carpet in the centre of which
was ring. by which | raised the
trap.
Looking through we saw ladder
leading down to darkness.
Going carefully down four rungs of
the ladder, l held the lantern out at
arms length. and surveyed the scene.
A stone-walled chamber stretched
before me like a large vault. In one
wall was low, barre door; in a
corner was a small furnace A peculiar
looking machine stood IN the middle
of the vault, and upon ? ledge of its
frame rested a row of silver half dol
lars.
l went down, and, stepping. ms l
thought to the ground, my foot en-.
countered something soft. | sprang
aside, avoiding it. and saw the body
of Mr.. Blakely huddled up in heap.
"Ah, me! All. me-" she moaned,
propping the head upon Ler knae with
frenzied tenderness. Richard. hus-
band! You did not merely dream-you
lived your crimes that highland now
This is your secret! Tuesday and the
night before lie was restless in his
sleep; he talked OF coining-coining sill
yer coins, and reaping rroft-profit.
oh, Richard! Rlchardw
Beyond the police, only Mrs. Blake
ly and myself kLow the true secret
that hid beyond the green baize door.
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