Twice-a-week plain dealer. (Cresco, Howard County, Iowa) 1895-1913, 1907-02-08

ed eyes.
II the cause! she repeated hoarsely
after moment. "A1r. Godfrey, l will
tell you something of which had de-
termined never to speak. When he left
the house that evening he deliberately
broke an appointment he had made
with MEAN appointment he had pray
ed for. He had happened to hear Mr..
Tremaine make certain proposals to
me. In short''-she hesitated and then
proceeded steadily with raised head
II may as we'll tell the whole truth.
Since the evening of that first tragedy
Mr.. Tremaine has, been prosecuting
nSs with his attentions. At the time
thought them merely insulting; / see
now that he may have been in ear
nest"
II don't in the least doubt that he
was in earnest" agreed Godfrey "Mr.
Drysdale, then, overheard him ask you
to be his wife?'
Eyes; just that"
"But he also heard you refuse, no
doubt?"
ooh, yes" she said, smiling and col
oring little, "he heard me refuse in
the most positive way, but my refusal
provoked Mr.. Tremaine to an intern
perance of language which Mr. Drys-
dale resented and which he thought l
should have resented too. He demand
ed that explain to him Mr.. Tremaine's
position, and 1 promised to do so on
the very evening he-he stayed away
from the house. His staying away
offended me deeply"
Godfrey had listened with intent
eyes and quick nod from time to
time.
"There is only one point lacking" he
said did Tremaine know of your
Intention to tell Drysdale the story?"
Eyes; he even charged me with that
intention"
"Ah, he had listened at a keyhole
probably"
"He said that Mr.. Drysdale himself
had told him. I might add, Mr.. God
frey, that 1 met Mr.. Drysdale and the
officers in the hall that morning as
they We're going away, and 1 implored
him to tell them where he had been.
He answered me with such insult and
contempt that thought he must be
mad"
"And no wonder! You were playing
ut cross purposes. presume. then,
Drysdale this note?" and he handed her
the crumpled sheet Of paper he had
fished from Drysdale's wastebasket.
She took it with trembling hand;
already beginning to suspect. perhaps.
what it contained.
BE at the pergola at g." she
read elf I am late, wait for me. G.
I certainly never wrote any such note
as that, Mr. Godfrey. Where did it
come from?"
SIS it in your handwriting"
"Why, yes" she answered, looking
at it more closely. THAT is, it is some
thing like. Oh! I begin to see! she
cried, and I saw her seized with sud
den convulsive shuddering.
YES" said Godfrey, sit was pretty
plot. This note lured him from the
house and kept him away until the
storm came up and he was forced to
abandon the hope of meeting you. He
concluded that you We're playing with
him. When he returned to the house
he found that you had spent the even
ing with Tremaine. Afterward, in his
room, he did number of violent and
foolish things. Finally he determined
to go away. He started to pack his
belongings-and then, in the hall, you,
as he thought, added insult to injury
by asking him to tell
She stopped him with wild gesture.
"Oh, must see himv' she cried.
Something must be done
Something shall be DONE" Godfrey
assured her, rising. "The real culprit
shall be in custody tonight"
1.-THE real culprit?" The words ar
rested her attention.
"Who but Tremaine?"
'.Tremaine? But he was in the house.
AS you know, talked with him for a
long time"
THAT is all, think" said Godfrey.
Zone thing more, Mr.. Godfrey" she
said. DO you think we'd better tell
Mr.. Delroy the story?"
YES" answered Godfrey decidedly.
"Tell him the whole story. That's al
ways the best way and the safest. Re-
member, your lack of frankness has
already cost one human life. Your
sister has incurred no guilt. She has
committed no fault. Her husband will
have nothing to forgive"
"And the publicT
'The public7 What has the public to
do with it?"
"But thought-you see-you"-
"Oh, you thought would write 1t up
in the Record? have no such inten-
ton, Miss Croydon. I shall let that
first tragedy rest. This second one
will be enough-and, after all, Ire
maine has only one life for the law to
take"
Pardon me-" she said quickly, hold
ing out her hand. II see have offend
ed you. You must forgive me-"
"Oh, | do" he said, taking her hand
and smiling into her eyes-allowing
himself moments reward. Even a
yellow Journalist. Miss Croydon, has
his reticences. That's hard to believe,
isn't it?"
mot when one knows Them" she
answered, and opened the door for us.
Thomas was waiting in the hall.
Anything else, STRIP he asked.
NO" said Godfrey. We've flushed
harR. Now let m have our tran.O