The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1907-09-05
CHAPTER xxyII1-(Contipued.5

that moment, of the dead man who had
through so many years of his life, sat
day by day at that table, the man whom
morally, If not legally, he had murdered I
No such thoughts troubled his scared
conscience. No atom of superstition or
Imagination entered into the composition
of that scheming brain.
Had there been, would he not have felt
the deadly presence that was about him
The white, ghastly face, with cleaning
black eyes, that was looking In upon him
through the half-opened door at his back
There was double door to the library ;
1t was in at the inner green baized one
that swung noiselessly upon Its hinges,
that the face peered.
With her eyes fixed immovable on the
one object, she closes it behind her then
advances, crouching like a tiger, towards
her prey Her steps are noiseless the
soft material of her dress makes no rus
tie; but if it did, the noise OF the ele-
ments would drown 1t.
She is behind the chair then she raises
her right hand armed with the short,
thick stick, and strikes him a heavy blow
upon the head. With groan ne falls
from his chair, stunned. Quick as light
ming she takes from her dress the two
cords, each provided with a running
moose; one she slips over his body and
fastens his arms down to his sides, with
the other she secures his legs; then she
puts a gag in his mouth. This done, she
dashes some water out of a carafe, that
stands upon the table, into his face, raises
his head, props it up by means of some
big folio volumes from the shelves, takes
chair, and, sitting opposite 70 him, waits
until she shall revive.
At last his eyes open, and fall upon
the1livid, vindictiye face that fronts him. |
He does not recognize her; but there is
murder In her looks He shivers, and |
tries to rise, but he is helpless
Il am much changed since last we met,
James Wylie, am l not?" she says, after
gloating for some moments over the agony
of his silent terror.
At that voice he starts, and shudders
more violently; he knows now that he Is
doomed If ever a prayer is in his heart
1t is there now.
''This meeting is an unexpected pleas
ure, is it not? You Rugged yourself with
the thought, doubtless, that you were rid
of me Do you remember the words l
once spoke to you, in your Office? I told
you that if you played me false, would
hunt you down, If you fed 20 the further
most extremity of the world, and kill you
have come to keep my word % and she
drew the long, glittering knife from her
belt. 81 could have killed you from be-
hind, some minutes back, but l would not {
have you die ignorant of the hand that
truck the blow nor suddenly and untor- {
.ured. If l had you away from this
olac9, 1 would kill you inch by inch. 7
There is not a torture that the ingenuity
If cruelty could invent, that | would not
nflict upon you; and even then, could '
lot pay you back all that you have made
ne suffer You trcked me well, did you /
lot? But when you gloated over your y
leverness, you forgot to calculate the a
They laugh best who laugh 8
asst The last laugh shall be mine, q
yoked by your dying agonies !" h
Mrs. Wylie awoke from her slumber L
18th start-a cry in her ears and \
orror upon her soul. She started up 5
he wind was still raging, the fire was a
armed down to ashes, and the candle all v
IL tAIluSulSutu. y leelI1S ludl SOME
ling bad happened to her husband seiz- tc
upon her, and, taking up the flicker 81
g candle, she hurried out of the room, al
Id, spite of her fears ran trembling to-
ards the library. OF
As she neared the spot she heard peals U
horrible laughter that curdled her 10
God. She dared not proceed, but, al
ost dead with terror, ran and pulled the WI
pc that rang the alarm bell, and which
as situated not many yards from the sa
,rary door. Holding on to the rope Ok
e pulled with all the frantic power of
'ror, until the clang, clang reverberated sW
rough the Castle, and was heard, even
owe the roar of the wind and the water, Ia
the village below-making mon start joi
m, their beds hurry On tboir 18th. Tn
d speed towards the Castle, expecting SUI
cry moment to see jets of flame spring
from it, for what else but fire could yo
Id forth such a summons? | {
AS two of the fishermen Fan up the foot coz
tn through the woods, a something
she'd past them, with shrek of ma wa
&c laughter; but it was gone before nov
y could tell what it was. They pur- "o
.dpthe rest of their way with blsnched- osl
eKS ana trembling llmDS, with the be-
in their hearts that they had encoun- cue
ed an evil spirit from the other world. tel
t was an awful sight that awaited
m upon the floor of the library, upon use
ch the white-faced, shuddering ser oee
It's hooked down. A huidled mass of am a.
clothes, torn an rent as 0'a
ugh by the talons of wild beast,
tanning what had once been a human
n, but which was now a shapeless liiu /,
rs of battered flesh and bone anu .'l
,leonore's vengeance had been wolf
{: but the work of blood had rendered -,
delirious and before her dreadful task "a,
accomplished she had become raying for
liac iool
II that night the wind ragged fiercely, have
down upon the coast the mighty wat ing.
dashed and doomed as though a bat own
were being fred beneath them. A sert
rman who was out with the first gray Fl
n found. huddled among the rocks a and
lan's body, that the waves had cast duty
Turing the night. An hour afterwards coul,
as borne to what had once been John Cast
ethick's hut-now an empty shed ciati
laid there until such time as it could will
uried. al n