Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1907-07-20
CHAPTER VII, AND LAST.


Morning at last! Patricia raised her
self on her arm and watched the rays of
light gradually stealing through the
chinks in the shutters with feeling of
intense thankfulness.
Since she had perforce been put to bed
by Mrs. Trevorra and her maid after her
fainting fit of the previous night, she had
scarcely closed her eyes; she had been
utterly unnerved by the evenings trag-
edy, the terrible death of her first lover
At last, finding it hopeless to think of
rest, she sprang out of bed, starting as
she caught sight of her white face and
big hollow eyes in the mirror opposite.
Her cold bath refreshed her, and she
hastily dressed herself and made her
way downstairs, hoping to bear some
thing that might in some way tighten
the horror which seemed to be envelop-
ing her.
She heard the distant murmur of
voices as she stood in the hall, dreary-
looking spot, with the traces of the fes-
tivities of the day before about on every
side, and shrewdly surmised that in the
disorganized state of the household few
of the servants had been to bed at all;
but not even housemaid was to be seen
about.
She opened the library door and rang
the bell in vain, and presently she drew
up the blinds and looked out. Every
thing was calm and peaceful; the birds
were singing, in the distance the waves
were dancing and sparkling in the first
rays of the morning sun, not trace of
the crime that had been so recently en-
acted was to be seen. With a shudder
Do4- boI IL,
Stonor. She opened the window, and
the soft morning breeze blew over her
aching temples and cooled them as she
sat on the broad window seat and leaned
out. Presently, feeling refreshed and
calmed, she laid her head back on the
cushions, and, tired and jaded as she had
been by the emotions of the preceding
day and the loss of her nights rest, she
felt soothed and quieted; her breathing
grew softer and more regular, her eyes
closed, and from a doze she passed into
sound slumber.
She was awakened at last by the sound
of voices which seemed at first to work
themselves in with her dreams.
1T is a little out of order perhaps,
but | think in this case it will expedite
matters"
But, hang it all, can't give a war
rant for the arrest of one of my own
men,"
1t was Mr.. Trevorra's voice With a
start Patricia opened her eyes, and at
the same moment the dread that had
haunted her through the night took tan
gble shape.
She raised her head Mr.. Trevorra
sat at the top of the long table, guam
tlty Of papers before him, and standing
at the side near the door was tall
broad-shouldered individual in the uni
form of police inspector. -
You had better go to Penberthy," Mr..
Irevorra went on. pm sorry to dis
oohge you, Pollifex, but really"
Il think l must trouble you, sir" the
policeman said firmly but respectfully.
must get up to Fernleas with the
warrant directly; haven't time to go to
SIR Roberts. The evidence is ample to
justify the arrest"
Well, well, if you insist 1 suppose l
have no choice" Mr.. Trevorra said, as he
grumbingly took up the pen. 'T'm sorry
LOT the poor fellow, though, mind you,
follitex; he was always a favorite of
mine, and why on earth he should take
gun and shoot one of my guests is
more than l can understand. He must
nave been mad"
The motive may come out later on,
I've notion there is more in this than
meets the eye at first" the inspector
observed enigmatically. "Your name
mere, sir; that is all"
Mr. Irevorra dipped his pen in the ink,
out as he took the paper the officer held
Out to him Patricia sprang forward.
stop" she cried Pm sure he did
not mean to do it."
Mr. 1revorra dropped the warrant in
ms ama1ement, and the inspector stepped
back Mr.. Trevorra was the first to re-
cover bimselff.
Why, bless my life, Mrs. Forman,
Nnat are you doing heref We had no
.Ie@ mat any one was in the room, had
certainly not, sir" the inspector re-
s eusned .stffly. "If the lady had only
! dropped asleep" Patricia began,
trusting her mass of disordered hair
I'm her brow. II did not mean TO
'i9Veh, but | could not help hearing. You
You viii not arrest him?n she went on
ieaqlngiy. "Hs-he did not NEAR to do
A. Perhaps indeed I think Sir Wilfred
-lst have shot himself He was SO ex-
S'te1 when I saw him"
re Inspector looked interested.
gu we're the last person who saw
- understand. madam. Nav I ask
WY he was excitedYv