La Junta tribune., 1907-02-23
ailliner. whom ! instantly recognized
- ! y0,inS Nrnman mined Father War


Now" said he. turning To us. you
two people know each other. l saw
that at u glance. Who are you."
who am II" asked the young wo
man.
Yes" said he -You are supposed
to be Mrs. Wilson. No one in this town
1pows anything about you. Where
did you come from? Who Is Mr.. viii
son, aud where Is hes: Where did you
get the money with which you opened
this store:"
Il decline to answer these questions" I"
she said.
so l supposed" sai.. he without n
trace OF annoyance. That's why l
asked them all at once. Hut you don't
deny that Clifford had been calling on
you and was taken sick up there!
mo. I don't deny It,"
Did you give him anything to eat or
drink"
NO"
As she made this reply my memory
flashed ut once To the glimpse of hsT
that ! had had at the window. bui
even without the sight OF the wine
glass ] should have known that shc
was not telling the truth.
did he say what seemed to be tn.
matter with him."
Yes; he WAS faint He thought 1t
was the cigar that he was smoking
He said his lips felt numb"
Il thought they looked queer" said
Ford. Here's the cigar showing u
half OF very small one. II found II
La. nj IN Ian
Il examined. I suppose. Well. Ill do
that. but it's poisoned sure enough
Now" he continued. pointing his finger
at the girl. ITO whose advantage Is this
mans death-to whose advantage"
~ beg your pardon" said I. lis this
young lady under srresty"
At this moment u hasty hand was
laid upon the knob of the door which
communicated with the shop.
"YOu can't come In" said the mar
sl,ai. but he was mi ,taken. The lock
q the door burst witt, II rattle Of splin-
ters. and Frank CLIFFORD precipitated
himself intc the roO0.
Cant come In. eh?' said he. What
do you think about II now!''
lie struie scsoss to The little miliiner
Darshal, who had not risen from his
chair a. even paused In csressing his
silky mustache.
Glad To see you. Mr.. Cii60rd." said
he. speaking through his hand. Have
Q seat and seli ~ where you got this
cigar that you gave to yosir uncle"
Before lie could reply ths yosog wo
man stepped In frOat of him. and she
Wss . picture. I hsd always thought
hes beautiful. bot II . soDewhat tepsd
ssyie. nhs was quite . di9ssent crsa-
tass new.
"Mr. Cii9or,i Duncan Cil9eed :
oOt that cigar hero ia this store" -
cried. He tod ~ -"
Ths marshal rose and stepped to The
broken door. nov guarded Ou the out.
SIDE by some seevicesbbs citiaPs who
bad appointed himself deputy.
send Edge " 0rth iu here" said thu.
Dsrshai. hut II appeared that the to
bacconist- jeweIer was not present. No
one knew what had become Of him.
''Ah. he told you so-' said the mar
shai. turning to the mIiiIner and calm
" resuming the conversation. How
did he happen To 10 thatr'
Il don't remember" she answered
''but IL the cigas was poisoned I know
why. Mr. Edgeworth has annoyed me
beyond endurance with his attentions.
lie knew that Mr.. Duncan clifford
came to see me often. lie bellevs-i that
I preferred Mr.. clifford. and hc hated
him insanely.''
$50 Mr.. Clifford used to come to see
you? Wbyf''
TO persuade me to go away" was
the reply. '-IIe offered me money. He
was trying to separate me from
Frank
TO give up Frankr' said the mar
shal. what are you To him.
Il am his WIFE" she answered. but
Mr. Clifford did not know it,
"And IL he had known II Frank
might have lost half a million dollars
I see."
The entrance of Mr.. Eigeworth in
terruptel this line of questioning.
".Ah. Eaige~orth: sosri evening said
the marshal.
Good evesing. Captain Ford.- re-
sTondeti the tobacconist In deep.
heavy voice that sounue,l strange from
bis narrow chest and min lips.
when did you sell this cigar to
Duncan CliMordy' asked Ford.
The tobscconi~t t"sk the half con
sumesi cigar and examined IL in the
manner of an expert
81 never carried these goods be
said. IFS a sort of large tobacco cigs-
rette. sold eight In q box-s little tin
box. I think they're called the Mar
0uis-
The marshal turned 10 Frank
Give me your cigar ease or what
ever you carry them In.- said he
"You have no authority Frank be