Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1907-09-17

imposing and majestic. but to the aver
age man it Is too suggestive OF old
world feudal life to be pleasing On
this afternoon--a dull, depressing one
lit looked undeniably heavy as we APP
preached it, but interesting in a very
new way to me, because of the great
turret at one angle, the scene of that
midnight descent of two men, each In
deadly fear of the other, yet quailing
not in their purpose-the one of flight.
the other of pursuit
There was no railing in front Of the
house. 1t may have seemed an I'M
necessary safeguard to the audacious
owner. Consequently, the small door
in the turret opened directly upon the
street, making entrance and exit easy
enough for any one who had the key.
But the shaft and the small room at
the bottom-where were they? Nat
urally in the center of the great mass,
the room being without windows.
1t was, therefore. useless to look for
1t, and yet my eye ran along the peaks
and pinnacles of the roof, searching for
the skylight in which 1t undoubtedly
ended. At last espied 1t, and, my
curiosity satisfied on this score, I let
my eyes run over the side and face OF
the building for an open window or a
lifted shade. But all were tightly
closed and gave no more sign Of life
than did the boarded up door. But
was not deceived by this. AS we
drove away, thought how on the NOR
row there would be a regular process
sion passing through this street to see
just the little had seen today. The
detectives adventure was like to make
the house notorious. For several min
utes after | had left its neighborhood
my imagination pictured room after
room shut up from the light of day, but
bearing within them the impalpable
aura of those two shadows fitting
through them like the ghosts of ghosts.
as the detective had tellingly put it.
The heart has its strange surprises.
Through my whole ride and the in
diligence in these thoughts / was con-
scfous of a great inner revulsion
against all l had intimated and even
honestly felt while talking with the
Perhaps this is what this
wise old official expected. He had let
me talk, and the inevitable reaction
followed. / could now see only Mr..
Grey's goodness and claims to respect,
and began to hate myself that ] had
not been Immediately impressed by the
inspectors views, and shown myself
more willing to drop every suspicion
against the august parsonage had
presumed to associate with crime.
What had given me the strength to
persist7 Loyalty to my lover2 His
innocence had not been involved. In
deed, every word uttered in the in
spector's office had gone to prove that
he no longer occupied a leading place
in police calculations; that their eyes
were turned elsewhere, and that had
only TO be patient to see Mr.. Durand
quite cleared in their minds.
But was this really so? Was he as
safe as that? What II this new clew
failed? What If they failed to find
Sears or lay hands on the doubtful
Wellgood? Would Mr.. Durand be re-
leased without a trial2 Should we
hear nothing more Of the strange and,
to many, the suspicious circumstances
which linked him to this crime? 1t
would be expecting too much from
either police or official discrimination.
No; Mr.. Durand would never be COM
pletely exonerated till the true culprit
was found and all explanations made.
had therefore been simply fighting
his battles when pointed out what /
thought to be the weak place in their
present theory, and, sore as I felt In
contemplation Of my seemingly heart
less action, was not the unimpres-
sionable, Anticipated nonentity I must
have seemed to the inspector.
Yet my comfort was small and the
effort it took to face Mr.. Grey and my
young patient was much greater than
] had anticipated. l blushed as I APP
preached to take my place at Miss
Grey's bedside, and. had her father
been as suspicious of me at that mo-
ment as l was of him, am sure that
should have Jared badly In his thoughts.
But he was not on the watch for nv
emotions. He was simply relieved to
see me back. I noticed this immedi-
ately; also that something had occurred
during my absence which absorbed his
thought and filled him with anxiety.
A Western Union envelope lay at his
feet-proof that he had just received a
telegram. This under ordinary circum-
stances would not have occasioned me
second thought, such a man being
naturally the recipient of all sorts OF
communications from all parts of the
world, but at this crisis, with the worm
of half stified doubt still gnawing at
my heart. everything that occurred to
Lin took on Importance and reused
questions
(To Be Contfnued.)