Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1907-11-18

train and end his career far from Lon
don, far from inquiry and published
reports which might be Injurious to
his sons.
1t might perhaps be necessary to use
forcible means to persuade Grenier to
abandon his tactics. They would be
Forthcoming. He gave earnest of that
On the stairs.
OF course the discovery that Philip
lived gave a fresh direction to his pur-
pose. A great load of guilt was lifted
of his conscience, but the position re-
manned little less serious personally.
So when at last he began to tell his
story there was a brutal directness, a
rough eloquence. that silenced all ques-
tioning.
At first his hearers thought he was
rambling and incoherent as he describ-
ed his release from Jail, his visit to
the Mary Arson home, his long and
fruitless search for the lost boys.
He told of his meeting with Grenier,
the espionage they both practiced on
Anson's movements and the plot hatch
cd with Langdon, whose relationship
with Sir Philip and Lady Morland now
first became known to Philip.
He was quite fair to Grenier, giving
him full credit for having stopped him
more than once from numbering Philip
when opportunities presented them
selves. He dealt ruthlessly with the
scene in the Grange House, even smil-
ing dreadfully as he described Gre
nier's squeamishness over the sugges-
ton that Philips face should be hat
tered into a shapeless mass.
Then followed his journey to Lon
don, the meeting with his two sons at
Southwark police station and the tor
turing knowledge, coming too late, that
he had slain the benefactor of his wife
and children.
There was an overwhelming pathos
IN his recital of the boys kindness to
him. He gave a lurid picture OF his
feelings during the previous night as
he listened to their praises OF Philip
Anson and their pleasant plans for
their fathers future. He only WINGED
once. and that was at the remem-
brance of the parting few hours ago.
And he finished by a pitiful appeal
for mercy. not for himself, but for
Grenier.
81 put the whole thing into his mind.
Mr.. Anson," he said HE would never
have thought of robbing you but for
me- Let him go: make him leave tho
eountry. He will never trouble you
again AS for me, when go from this
room / walk to my death. You can't
stop me. / will not lay hands ON you,
] promise, but not all the men in wait
ing there outside can hold me back In
IKE minutes or less will be dead. 1t
will be an accident No one will be the
wiser, and my boys will be spared the
knowledge chat their father tried to
kill the man to whom they owe every
thing"
This amazing stipulation, backed up
by a fearless threat, be 1t noticed
drew an indignant protest from Mr..
Abingdon Philip said nothing.
''Oh, very wellr' growled Mason
There is another way"
His right. hand dived into pocket,
and DR.. Scarth again fingered his re-
Yolver.
But Philip cried imperiously:
GoIt sun, nave GA
that you have to say. Be quiet. tell
you Wait until refuse your request"
''AIy dear boy" interrupted Mr..
Abingdon, who knew Philips generous
impulses, you will never think of con-
doninG'-
Forgive me! Let me carry matters
a stage further. Now you, Grenier.
What have you to say?'
Every little!" was the cool response.
"My excellent friend has made a clean
breast of everything. You didn't die
and so spoiled the finest coup that ever
man dreamed Of | had no difficulty in
connecting the requisite eplstles from
Sir Philip and Lady Morland. Your
London bank accepted my signature
with touching confidence. l have open
ed two accounts in your name, one in
York and one in Leeds, $1,000 each.
This morning l heard from London
that E15O,O0O of your consols had been
realized and placed to your current ac-
count Just TO be feeling the pulse OF
the local money market l drew out
E2.0O0 today. 1t IS there in notes on the
table. You will also tind the check
books and pass books In perfect order
oh, by the way, l told your man Green
10 open your safe and send me your
mysterious portmanteau. It is in my
bedroom. That is all. I think. l an
sorry if l worried the young LADY,
"You unutterable scampH cried
Philip.
well had to keep her quiet, yoU
know. As it was, she suspected me
/ suppose my messages hadn't the
proper ring in them. And-what the
deuce is blue atomY'
DR. Scarth was even more interested
than ever. If possible.
blue Atom! Blue Atom is a noblel
specimen of dog than yourself. He
IS prize toy Pomeranian. You are 9
mongrel."
Grenier for an instant grew confus