Middlebury register. (Middlebury, Vt.) 1886-1937, 1907-12-06

you called on your wife like this? Are
you murderer as we'll as theft"
Fairbrother, This man? Then who
was he who was being nursed back to
life on the mountains beyond Santa
Fe? Sears? Anything seemed possible
In that moment
Meanwhile. dropping his hand from
the others throat as suddenly as he
had seized 1t, Mr.. Grey caught up the
stiletto from the table where he had
flung it. crying. "Do you recognize
thts?"
| All, then 1 saw guilt!
In silence worse than any cry this
SO called husband of the murdered
woman, the man on whom no suspicion
bad fallen, the man whom all had
thought thousand miles away at the
time of the deed, stared at the weapon
thrust under his eyes, while over his
face pissed all those expressions of
| fear, adherence and detected guilt
which, fool that was, had expected
TO see reflected in response to the same
test in Mr.. Grey's equable countenaDce.
The surprise and wonder of it held
me chained to the spot l was in a
state of stupefaction, so that scarcely
noted the broken fragments at my feet.
But the intruder noticed them Wrench
ing his gaze from the stietto which
Mr. Grey continued to hold out he
pointed to the broken cup and saucer,
muttering:
"That Is what startled me into this
betrayal-the noise of breaking china.
| cannot bear it since
He stopped bit his lip and looked
around him with an air of sudden
bravado
"Since you dropped the cups at your
wifes feet in Mr.. Ramsdell's alcove,"
finished Mr. Grey with admirable self
possession.
Il see that explanations from my
self are not In order" was the grim
retort, launched with the bitterest sar-
casm. Then as the full weight of his
position crushed In on him his face
assumed an aspect startling to my I'M
accustomed eyes, and thrusting his
hand into his pocket he drew forth a
small box which he placed in Mr.
Grey's hands.
1.-The Great Mogul." he declared SIM
ply.
1t was the first time had heard this
diamond so named.
Without word that gentleman
opened the box. took one look at the
contents, assumed a satisfied air and
carefully deposited the recovered gem
in his own pocket. AS his eyes re-
tt1r 10 hn haf i'm n hn
passion of the latter burst forth
ut was not for that I killed her"
cried he. 1T was because she defied
me and Haunted her disobedience in
my very face. l would do it again.
yet
| Here his voice broke and It was In a
different tone and with total change
Of manner he added: You stand APP
palled at my depravity. You have not
lived my life" Then quickly and with
touch of sullenness: You suspected
me because of the stiletto. 1t was
mistake using that stiletto. Other
wise the plan was good. l doubt II
you know how l found my way into
the alcove. possibly under your very
eyes: certainly under the eyes of many
| who knew me-"
81 do not II Is enough that you en-
tered it. that you confess your guilt"
Here Mr.. Grey stretched his hand to-
ward the electric button.
mo, it is not enough" The tone
was fierce. authoritative. do not ring
the bell-not yet. | have a fancy to
tell you how | managed that little af
fair"
CHANGING about he caught up from
a nearby table small brass tray.
Emptying it of its contents, he turned
on us with drawn down features and
an obsequious air so opposed to his
natural manner that it was as If an
other man stood before us.
Pardon my black tie," he muttered,
holding out the tray toward Mr. Grey.
Wellgood.
The room turned with me. 1t was
he, then, the great financier, the multi
millionaire, the husband of the mag
nificent Grizel. who had entered Mr..
Ramsdelrs house as waiter.
Mr.. Grey did not show surprise. but
he made Il gesture, when instantly the
tray was thrown aside, and the man
resumed his ordinary aspect.
Il see you understand me-" he cried.
Il, who have played host at may a
ball. passed myself off that night as
one of the walters. l came and went,
and no one noticed me. 1t is such
natural sight to see Il waiter passing
ices that my going in and out OF the
alcove did not attract the least attan-
ton. never look at walters rhen
attend balls. i never look higher than
their trays. No one looked at me high
er than my tray. held the stiletto
under the tray, and when struck her
| she threw I'M her hands and they hit