Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1907-01-22
CHAPTER xxx.

YT sEFFELBOWER insisted that
kE we join him in an appetizer;
ESNTgH he had evidently jumped to
UaSliN the conclusion hat Godfrey
| was famous New York detective, and
he gazed at him with respect and
| little awe He wanted to discuss
again all the details Of the tragedy,
| but we got rid OF him after awhile
and went in to dinner. Than we started
toward the Jail for a firal talk with
Drysdale. Another iailer had come on
duty, but he made no difficulty about
admitting us.
"Well?" asked the prisoner, as soon
as we were alone.
ooh" said Godfrey, regarding him
with good humored smile, you won't
be electrocuted this time-though
must say you deserve it!'
"What,' cried Drysdale, coloring
suddenly. .'You don't bel eve'-
'sThat you killed Graham? Oh, no;
but you've made an unn itigated ass
Of yourself, my friend. Did you have
pleasant time Monday night kicking
your heels by the hour together out
at the pergola?'
Drysdale flushed again, hut this time
it was with anger.
ooh, SO she told you, cid she?' he
asked between his teeth. II dare say
you had good laugh together over
! itr
Jack" said Godfrey calmly. II pro-
test you are becoming more and more
asinine! Haven't you sense enough
to see that that note-by the way, how
was it delivered to you?'
II found it on my dressing table
when l came back from New York
Monday evening. What are you driv-
ing at, Godfrey? If you've discovered
! anything, for Gods sale. tell me
straight out!'
"I've discovered an unusually large
consignment of humble pie awaiting
your consumption. You don't deserve
a magnificent girl like that, Jacks. /
swear you don't. Do you remember
! your last words to her?'
4 eyes" answered Drysdale, with a
\ sudden flushing of the cheeks. And
she deserved them. She got me out of
/ the house and spent the evening with
| Tremaine 1t was an indirect way OF
telling me that she was tired OF me.
I'd suspected it before"
Godfrey looked at him Iityingly.
"Really, jack he said, I'm half
inclined to think the coroner's right
4 in his theory, after all. !"
/ what is his theory?"
'He thinks you're crazy"
Drysdale laughed a little, mirthless
laugh.
/ "Perhaps he's right" he said.
you'll be sure Of it in few min
/ utes. It's inconceivable that any man
| in his right mind should suspect girl
like Miss Croydon Of such thing"
Drysdale turned to him with eyes
bright with emotion.
"See here, JIM" he said, you've had
your fun; you've tormented me long
enough. Do you mean that Miss Croy-
don didn't write the note?"
II mean just that"
"Then who did,"
"Tremaine!'
The word brought Drys iale to his
feet like thunder clap.
EDO you mean," he demanded, grip
ping his hands tight behind him, ''that
1 Tremaine wrote the note and placed 1t
In my room in order to ge. me out Of
the house?''
II do"
"And that Miss Croydon knew moth
ing about it,"
mot thing. She was waiting for
you in the house. She the ught you'd
deliberately broken an appointment
you'd made with her"
Drysdale ground his teeth together
and struck himself savage blow In
the chest.
GOOD Cod" he groaned "What a
fool! What perfect, mutkle headed
fool!'
Go on" laughed Godfrey. "Do It
again = sackcloth and ashes; you de-
serve it ALL
observe it! Do you think she'll
ever forgive me?"
II shouldn't If were in her place"
Godfrey assured him. "Pd think my
self we'll rid Of you. / shouldn't want
to marry an idiot"
Drysdale cursed dismally to himself.
'Still," Godfrey added, there's no
accounting for the whims Of women
there's no telling what they II do May
be, after this, you'll come nearer appre.
ciating her as she deserves"
"Appreciating herr
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