Kingsbury County independent. (DeSmet, Kingsbury County, S.D.) 1894-1929, 1907-03-08

THAT is ALL" he said. II don't think
the evidence justines me holding her,
Mr.. Royce" and he left the room. L
followed him, for / knew that / had
10 further part in our juniors errand.
| back to our table and busted
myself gathering together our belong
ings. The room had gradually cleared.
and at the end of ten minutes only the
coroner n his clerk remained. They
had another case, it seemed to open in
the neutrality-suspicious. case which, per-
maps involved just as great heartache
and anguish as ours had. Five minutes
later, my chief came hurrying back to
me, and q glance at his beaming eyes
told me how he had been welcomed.
Miss Holiday has started home
with her maid" he said. 'She asked
me to thank you for her for the great
work you did this afternoon, Lester.
] told her 1t was really you who had
done everything. Yes, It wasi" he add
ed, answering my gesture of denial.
While l was cropping helplessly around
In the dark, o found the way to light.
But CONC: we must get back to the
Office
We found a cab at the curb, and in
n were rolling back over the
route we had traversed hat morning
ages ago, as it seemed TO me, 1t was
only a few minute after 3 O'Clock; and
| reflected that | should yet have time
10 complete the papers in the Hurd case
before leaving for the night.
Mr.. Graham was still at his desk. and
he at once demanded an account of the
hearing. 1 went back TO my work, and
so caught only a word here and there
enough, however, to show me that our
senior was deeply interested in this ex-
traordinary affair. AS for me, l put all
thought OF it resolutely from me, and
devoted myself to the work in hand.
1t was done at last, and I locked my
desk with a sigh of relief. Mr.. Graham
nodded to me kindly as l passed out,
and | left the office with the comfort
able feeling that l had lone a good
days work for myself, al we'll as for
my employers.
A man who had apparently been lott
ering in the hall followed me into the
elevator.
This is Mr.. Lester, isn't it?" he
asked as the car started to descend.
Yes" l said looking at him in sur
prise. He was well dressed, with alert
eyes and strong, pleasing face. l had
never seen him before.
And you're going to dinner, aren't
you, Mr.. Lester?" he continued.
"Yes-to dinner" l assented, more
and more surprised.
Now, don't you think me impertin-
ent," he said. smiling at my look Of
amazement, but l want you to dine
with me this evening. I can promise
you as good a meal as you can get at
most places in New York"
But I'm not dressed" I protested.
That doesn't matter in the least
neither am /, o see. We will dine
in a solitude a deux."
"Where?" l questioned.
We'll how would the studio suit?"
The car had reached the ground floor,
and we left it together. l was COM
pletely in the dark as to my compan-
ions purpose, and yet IL could have
but one explanation-it must be con-
nected In some way with the Holiday
case. Unless--and l glanced at him
again. No, certainly. he was not a con-
fidence man-even If he was, / would
rather welcome the adventure. My
curiosity won the battle.
Very WELL" l said. I'll be glad to
accept your invitation, MIR
He nodded approvingIy.
There spoke the man of sense. Well.
you shall not go unrewarded. Godfrey
Is my name-no. you don't know me,
but I'll soon explain myself. Here's my
cab"
/ mounted into It, he after me. 1t
seemed to me that there was an un-
usual number Of loiterers about the
OoOi vi lHc DuilIlHS, OUT we were OH
In q moment, n / did not give them
a second thought. We ratified out into
Broadway, and turned %northward for
the three mile straightaway run to
Union Square. ] noticed in q
that we were going at a rate Of speed
rather exceptional for a cab and il
steadily increased as the driver found
a clear road before him. My companion
threw up the trap In the root of the
cal QG We Gyy1Inp a rA,,rI 49, W.T.
teenth street.
"All right. Sam" he called.
The driver grinned down at us
through the hole.
"All right, sir" he answered. They
couldn't stand the pace a little bit.
They're distanced.'
The trap snapped down again. we
turned into Sixth avenue, and stopped
In a moment before the Studio-gray
and f~orbidding without. but a den with
in. My companion led the way up
stairs to a private room. where a table
stood ready for us. The oysters ap-
peared before we We're fairly seated.
You see" he smiled, II made bold
TO believe that you'd come with me.
and so had the dinner already ordered"
l looked at him without replying. I
was completely in the dark. Could this
be the writer of the mysterious note?
Luz u OGl lis oOJGGs DE ABOVE
all, why should he so expose himself?
he smiled again. as he caught my
glance.
"Of course, you're puzzled he said.
We'll, I'll make a clean breast Of the
matter at once. j wanted TO talk with
you about this Holiday case, and l de-
cided that a dinner at the Studio would
be just the ticket"
| nodded. The soup was a thing to
marvel az.
You were right" / assented. The
idea was a stroke of genius"
II knew you would think so. You see,
since this morning, I've been making
rather a study OF you. That coup or
yours at the c~oroner's court this after
noon was admirable-one of the best
things l eve saw"
/ bowed my acknowledgements.
You were there. them" l asked.
"Oh, yes; l couldn't afford TO miss IT,"
The color blind theory was a simple
one"
$50 simple that It never occurred TO
anyone else. I hin we're too apt TO
overlook the simple explanations which
are. after all. nearly always the true
ones. It's only in books that we meet
the reverse. You remember it's
Gaboriau who advises one always to
distrust the p~robable?"
Yes. / don't agree with him"
Nor /. Now take this case, for In
stance. / think It's safe to state that
murder. where it's not the result of
sudden passion, is always committed
for one of two objects-revenge or gain.
But Mr.. Holidays past life has been