Tazewell Republican. [volume] (Tazewell, Va.) 1892-1919, 1907-03-21

You know that my mother will not
under any circumstances. enter a
house of which you are mistress?"
Then she will have to 20 to the
cemetery if she wishes to attend. 1
VIII not agree to such plan to salts
fy the caprice of an old woman"
Her tone was defiant. even insolent.
and Dalrymple flushed holly at her
words. With a strong effort. he con-
trolled himself and continued: II
have made a request and you have
refused to grant it. | now demand
that my brothers body be taken from
this house and buried from my IA
ber's home. Be careful how you op-
pose me-
You dare to threaten a defenseless
woman who is mourning her husbands
untimely end, do you? l have a good
mind to ring the bell and have you
elected from the house"
DO so if you wish" returned Dali
rymple, carelessly, but consider the
consequences before you act The
servants would not eject me in the
first place. They know me. and" sig
nificantly, they know you. Then.
such a step would lead to very I'M
pleasant results SO far as you are con-
cerned"
You speak in enigmas. Be more
explicit; I don't understand Won"
Yet the flush that had crept into her
pale cheeks and the frightened look
that had stolen into her dark ewes
told him that she knew more than
she would admit.
Il wish to speak about the manner
of my brothers DEATH" continued Dali
rymple, cycling his brothers. widow.
keenly.
There is nothing to tell" she In
terrupted, hurriedly. You know all.
as you were present when the cor
oner came. There is nothing more"
81 know that you told the coroner
that my brother came home from the
office and joked and laughed with YOU
for few minutes before he went in
to dress for dinner" he observed. de
liberately. "a few minutes later you
heard loud sound as If a shutter had
blown to. and you summoned one of
the servants from the kitchen to in
servant Nora Flynn, reported that she
had examined every room except
your husbands dressing-room, and
could find nothing to explain the I'M
usual sound. You ordered her to go
into my brothers room, but she de-
INJURED unless you accompanied her.
The girl entered first. You followed;
my brother was found lying on the
floor, pistol wound in his head.
know all that, but know much
more"
'If you knew more, why did you
not tell it to the coroner when he
was here?' demanded Mrs. Dalrymple,
coldly. Her tone was firm, but her
lips lost their ruddy hue and mute ter
ror filled her dark eyes.
Il had good and sufficient reasons
for Withholding what 1 knew" de-
clared Dalrymple, dryly. Il deemed
1T wiser to tell you first To be frank
with you, 1 will say that my brother
came to me yesterday morning and
told me that he had learned certain
facts concerning your conduct before
and since your marriage. He had
fed of the truth of what he had heard.
From what he told me of his inten-
tons concerning your future, / am
sure he neither laughed or joked with
you when he returned home. !, there
fore, believe you misrepresented mat
tiers that far to the corner"
Even If this be true" retorted Mrs
Dalrymple, her courage returning with
the hope that this was all her brother
in-law knew, would you have had me
reveal these matters to be banded
about through the papers? 1 should
think your family pride would shrink
from such a scandal"
You did not conceal your real con-
versation with my brother out of re-
gard for our family PRIDE" he re-
turned, quietly. 1T was done to save
yourself, yet l thank you for it. To
proceed, the sound of a pistol shot
on the second floor may sound like
the crash of an unfastened shutter to
those in the kitchen, but it would
not sound so to any one in a room
not ten feet away. Why did you
not investigate the strange sound in
SSSHN VI iihSAhS a SGINduJ.
Il was doing at the time, and
could not determine from whence the
sound proceeded" Mrs. Dalrymple
averred, note of triumph in her soft
ly modulated tones. IF / had been
awake 1 would undoubtedly have
known that the sound came from Ed
wards dressing room"
Perhaps So" returned Dalrymple,
In tone by no means reassuring. 81
have one question to ask, however.
Why did you place my brothers pis-
tol close to his hand as the servant
left the room to summon a physi-
cian?"
Il didn't 1t is falsei" stammered
Mrs. Dalrymple, but her actions dis
proved her words. Her head fell for
ward on her breast, her hands drop
ped nervelessiy by her side. and she
! trembled yisibly under the storm of