Waterbury evening Democrat., 1907-01-21

 in my effort to fx the crime on him. My abuse of him had been tactless, to say the least. and l now tried another line of attack. "Of course, Bates, was merely jok- ing. Whats your own theory of the matter"
 'I have no theory, sir. MT. Glenarm always warned me against theories. He said-if you will pardon me-there was great danger in the speculative mind" The man spoke with . slight Irish accent. which in itself puzzled me- I have always been attentive to the peculiarities of speech. and his was not the brogue of the Irish servant class. Larry Donovan, who was Eng fish born. affected at times an exag- gerated Irish dialect that was wholly different from the smooth liquid tones of Bates. But more things than his speech were to puzzle me in this man.
 "The person in the canoe? How do you account for herr" asked.
 T haven't accounted for her, sir. There's no women on these grounds, or any sort of person except our selves"
 But there are neighbors.-farmers. people of some kind must live along the lake,"
 "A few. sir; and then there's the school quite bit beyond your own west wall"
 His slight reference to my proprie- torship, my own wall, as he put 1t. pleased me.
 "Oh, yes; there Is a school-girls?- yes: MT. Pickering mentioned 1t. But the girls hardly paddle on the lake at night, at this season-hunting ducks should you say, Bates?"
 T don't believe they do any shoot ing, MT. Glenarm. It's . pretty strict school, I judge, sir, from all accounts"
 And the teachers-they are all women?"
 They're the Sisters of St. Agatha, believe they call them. I sometimes see them walking abroad. They're very quiet neighbors. and they go away in the summer usually, except Sister Theresa. The schools her regular home, sir. And there's the little chapel just beyond the wall; the young minister lives there; and the garden CTS the only other man on the grounds"
 Show me my cell" said, rising. land I'll go to bed"
 He brought from somewhere great brass candelabrum that held dozen lights, and explained: This was MT. Glenarm's habit. He always used this one to go to bed with. I'm sure he'd wish you to have 1t, sir" He led the way. holding the cluster Of lights high for my guidance up the broad stairway.
 The hall above shared the generous lines of the whole house. but the walls were white and hard to the eye. Rough | blanks had been laid down for floor, and beyond the light of the candles lay . dark region that gave out ghostly echoes as the loose boards rattled un. | der our feet.
 T hope you'll not be too much dis | appointed, sir" said Bates, pausing a moment before opening door. Its all quite unfinished, but comfortable. I should say, quite comfortable"
 Open the door!" He was not my host and did not relish his apology. I walked past him into a small sitting.room that was, in a way, a miniature of the great library below. Open shelves filled with books lined the apartment to the ceiling on every hand. save where a small fire place and cabinet broke the line of shelving. In the center of the room was a long table with writing mate rials in nice order. opened hand. some case and found that it contained set of draftsman's instruments.
 I groaned aloud.
 "Mr. Glenarm preferred this room for working. The instruments were his very own, sir!"
 "The devil they were!" exclaimed, irascibly. I snatched book from the nearest shelf and threw it open on the table It was The Tower: Its Early Use for Purposes of Defense. London: 1S16."
 closed 1t with . slam.
 "The sleeping.room is beyond, sir. l hope"
 Don't you hope any more!" I growled; 'and it doesn't make any diff ference whether I'm disappointed or not"
 Certainly not, sir!" he replied in . tone that made me ashamed of my anger.
 I The adjoining bedroom was small and meagerly furnished. The walls were unlimited and were relieved only by prints of the English cathedrals. French chateaux, and like suggestions of the best things known to architec. ture. The bed was of the commonest iron type; and the other articles of furniture were chosen with strict re gard for utility. My trunks and bags had been carried in, and Bates asked from the door for my commands.
 MT. Glenarm always breakfasted at seven.thirty. sir, as near as he could hit 1t without timepiece; and he was qmte punctual."
 My grandfather's breakfast hour will suit me exactly. Bates"
 If there's nothing further. sir" | ssThofsr o11.-o.A notna-.