Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1907-09-23

who knew me-
81 do not. 1t is enough that you en-
tered it, that you confess your guilt"
Here Mr.. Grey stretched his hand to-
ward the electric button.
mo, it is not enough" The tone
was fierce, authoritative. do not ring
the bell-nOt yet. | have a fancy TO
tell you how I managed that little ar
fair"
CHANGING about he caught up from
a nearby table a small brass tray.
Emptying it of its contents, he turned
on us with drawn down features and
an obsequious air SO opposed to his
natural manner that 1t was as II an
other man stood before us.
Pardon my black tie," he muttered,
holding out the tray toward Mr.. Grey.
Wellgood!
The room turned with me. 1t was
he, then, the great financier, the multi
millionaire, the husband Of the mag
nificent Grizel, who had entered Mr..
Ramsdell's house as waiter!
Mr.. Grey did not show surprise, but
he made a gesture, when instantly the
tray was thrown aside, and the man
resumed his ordinary aspect.
II see you understand me-" he cried.
II, who have played host at many a
ball, passed myself OF that night as
one of the walters. came and went,
and no one noticed me. 1t Is such a
natural sight to see a waiter passing
Ices that my going In and out of the
alcove did not attract the least atten-
ton. / never look at walters when
attend balls. l never look higher than
er than my tray. held the stiletto
under the tray, and when struck her
she threw up her hands, and they hit
the tray, and the cups fell. / have
never been able to bear the sound of
breaking china since. l loved her.
A gasp, and he recovered himself.
"That Is neither here nor there" he
muttered. you summoned me under
threat to present myself at your door
today. have done so. meant to re-
store you your diamond simply. 1t has
become worthless to me. But fate ex-
acted more. Surprise forced my secret
from me- That young lady with heI
damnable awkwardness has put my
head in a moose, but do not think to
hold 1t there. did not risk this inter
view without precautions, assure
you, and when leave this hotel 1t will
be as a free man."
With one of his rapid changes, won
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moment, he turned toward me, with Q
bow, saying courteously enough:
1--WE will excuse the young lady"
| Next moment the barrel of a pisto
cleaned in his hand.
The moment was critical. Mr.. Grey
stood directly in the line Of fire, ant
the audacious man who thus held hin
at his mercy was scarcely foot from
the door leading into the hall. Mark
ing the desperation of his look and tn
steadiness of his finger on the trigger
| l expected to see Mr.. Grey recoil ant
the man escape. But Mr.. Grey hell
his own, though he made no move ant
did not venture to speak. Nerved b.
his courage, summoned up all m.
own. This man must not escape no
must Mr.. Grey suffer. The pistol ID
,rected against him must be diverted +
myself. Such amends were due on,
whose good name had so deeply i
secretly lnsulted. l had but to scream
to call out for the inspector, but
remembrance Of the necessity we wer'
now under of preserving our secret, o
keeping from Mr.. Grey the fact tina
he had been under surveillance, wa
even at that moment surrounded b,
the police, deferred me, and / threw
myself toward the bell instead, cryin
out that / would raise the house II b
moved, ana laid my finger on the bu'
J ton.
The pistol swerved my way. tn
face above it smiled / watched ths