The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1907-07-14

ton who was the authority for my
statement. / said Mr. Wilson.
Then President Wilson will furnish
any further information you may de-
sire " came the quick reply, and they
rung off.
l thought it would not be amisS to
acquaint Jarvis my right hand man,
with some details of the case.
The following night at 9 o'clock saw
Jarvis and myself, both in plain
clothes, at No. 542 Jerome avenue. 1t
was a great, rambling, old-fashioned
structure. evidently one of the city's
many relics of colonial days. 1t stood
well in from the lonely avenue and had
a well-kept hedge in front, now
stripped bare by the autumn wind.
There was a light in the four win
dows, two on each side of the hall
door, on the ground floor. In absolute
silence we tiptoed along Nthe grass,
keeping off the walks and in the
heavy shadows, until we had made a
three-quarter circle of the building.
We were now underneath a window on
the ground floor on the right side of
the house. With the exception of
those in the two front rooms, this
window was the only one In the house
that was lit up. The shade was down.
l put my lips close to Jarvis's large
ear.
Wait here in the shadows under
meath this window. Very likely /
won't need you. But if you hear me
whistle, come through that window
like hell. It's only six feet above you,
and by means of this drain pipe you
can easily break through. It's the
only way, for the doors are too solid
and if 1 need you at all I'll need you
quick
Very good, sir"
Seasoned hand though I was. l must
confess / experienced a thrill of ex-
element as L pulled the old-fashioned
bell by the great hall door, Quick pat
tering footsteps sounded in the hall. a
bolt was drawn, and was confronting
a pretty. rosy-cheeked, blond-haired
grisette in snowy cap and apron.
Good evening. l believe a friend of
mine. Mr.. Wilson, is the guest Of"
But she interrupted me with a smile
and a succession Of terky little mods.
'Oui, oui. Entrez sill vous plat,
Monsieur ees expected"
! stepped into the richly furnished
hall, with its marble floor and costly
rugs, and Invested myself of coat and
hat
IF monsieur will follow. said the
maid with another smile and nod like
the peck of a sparrow. Her TRIM
graceful figure preceded me down the
weli-lighted han. She threw open a
door on her left, and I entered This
vas a large room exquisitely furnished
and evidently used as a study. log
fire burned cheeTily in the CRATE.
IF monsieur will make heemself
comfortable while 1 eenform Monsieur
Feethian and re monsieur's friend"
she said graciously, She gave a CO.
quettish smile and pointed to chair
by the fire. l nodded, and, seating my
self, stretched my hands to the blaze
Then l heard the door behind me open
softly. / turned, my hand stealing to
my pistol pocket, ready for any emer-
gency. But it halted half way, then
dropped quietly at my side. l was
looking into the business end of a
forty-fOur Colts held in the steady
hand of a middle aged, gray-haired
gentleman with a pince nez and clear
complexion. InstinctiveIy 1 felt that 1
had at last met the Professor"
The unwaVering muZZle of the revolt
Yer kept on a line with my head as
my host crossed the room and seated
himself in a Morris chair opposite me-
He prOpped a leg in his lap and rested
the blue barrel of the Colt upon his
knee, the mUzz1e ever staring me in
the eye. His silence had been charged
a low chuckling laugh that carried
contempt in its musical cadence. L
noticed now that he had the brow of
a scientist and the mouth of a wolf
Captain Smith," he began pleas
antly, this is our second meeting
and last. 1 believe" he continued,
that before We commence a new ex-
istence it is well that we realize what
role we have played in this world.
Therefore, if you will favor me with
your attention, I will endeavor to con-
vince you how artistically you have
played the fool"
He seated himself comfortably in
the chair, but the Colts was uncom-
promising. We'll, to begin. You re-
member the c. bank robbery of fiji
teen years ago? So do 1. Permit me
to observe. that with their usual bril-
lancy, the police got the wrong par
ties. No wonder the convicted gentle
men would not incriminate me; they
couldn't l had severed my connection
with them years before. Do you wish