The Coalville times. [volume] (Coalville, Utah) 1894-1923, 1908-01-10

GE9STORY@
THE HOUSE OF
A THOUSAND
CANDLES
By MEREDITH NICHOLSON
Auihot d "THL MAIN CHANCE" zLtDA
DANER0h" Etc.


the door quickly In response to my |
knock
Morgan" | began.
Wont you come In aud rest your
self. Mr. Glcnarm9" he interrupted !
Il reckon you're tired from your trip !
over"
Thank you, no. ! snapped.
suit yourself MIR Glonarm" lie
seemed 20 like my name and gave It
disaErccable drawing emphasis.
Morgan, you are an internal black
guard You have tried twice to XIII
me"
Wen call II that. " you like. and
he grlnncd. But you'd better cut
on one for this"
He lifted the gray fedora hat from
his head, and pokcd his finger through
a hole In the top.
You're a pretty fair shot, Mr Glen
/ arm The fact about me is."-and he
/ winkcd. tho honest truth is. I'm all
out Of practice Why. sir. when | saw
/ you padding out on the lake this after.
noon sighted you from the casino
half dozen times with my gun. but
/ was afraid TO risk H." He seemed
to be shaken with inner mlrth. III
ia missed. ! wasn't sure you'd be
scared to DEATH"
For a novel diversion heartily rec.
ommond a meeting with the assassin
who has only few days or hours be-
fore. tried TO murder you. know OF
nothing In the way Of social adventure
that Is quite equal TO II.
Morgan. l hope you understand
that / am not responsible for any In.
Jury my grandfather may have inhict-
od on you. hadn't seen him for sew.
aral years before he died. / was never
1t Glonarm before In my life. 30 It's a
little rough for you TO visit your dis.
pleasure on me"
He smiled tolerantly as | spoke.
knew-and he knew that I did-that
10 III feeling against my grandfather
lay back OF his interest In my affairs
You're not quito the man youE
grandfather was. Mr.. Glenarm Youll
excuse my bluntness. but | take Il
that you're n frank man yourself. He
was very keen person. and. I'm
afraid, he chuckled with evident
satisfaction TO hlmself.-'Tm really
afraid. Mr. Glenarm. that you're mott"
There you have It, Morgan / fully
agree with you! I'm as duh as an
oyster; that's the reason I've called
on you for enlightenment Consider
that I'm here under flag Of truce. and
let's see II we can't come to an agree.
ment."
IT'S too late, Mr. Glenarm; too late
There was time when we might have
done some business but that's past
now. You seem like pretty decent
fellow. too. and I'm sorry | didn't sec
you sooner; but better luck next time
We'll" | said. seeing that should
only make myself ridiculous by trying
TO learn anything from him, II hope
our little spats through windows and
on walls won't interfere with our
pleasant social relations And don't
hesitate to tell you,"-I was exerting
myself to keep down my anger.-"that
II catch you on my ground again III
al you with lead and sink you in the
lake"
Thank you. SIR" he said. with 80
perfect an Imitation OF Bates voice
and manner that | smiled In spite of
myself,
And now. II youn promise not 10
FIRE into my back I'll wish you good
day. Otherwise"
He snatched on his hat and bowed
profoundly. "ltn suit me much better
to continue handling the case on your
own grounds" he said, as though he
referred 10 a business matter XIII
ing a man on your own property ro
qulros some explaining-you may have
noticed ~"
yes; I commit most OF my murder.
away from home" / said u formed
the habit early In life. Good day, Nor
gan"
As ! turned away he closed his door
with a slam,-a delicate way OF assur.
ing me that he was acting In good
faith, and not preparing to puncture
my back with rife ball. regalned
the lake shore, feeling no great dis
oouragoment over the lean results OF
my interview, but rather a fresh zest
for the game, whatever the game
might be.
The sun was going his ruddy way
beyond ST. Agatha's as / drove ms
canoe into little cove near which
the girl In the tam-o'shanter had dis
appeared the day before. The shore
was high here and at the crest was O
long curved bench OF stone, boldly
reminlscentlal Of Alma Tadema. and as
clearly the creation OF John Marsha,j
Glenarm as though his name mad been
carved upon H.
II was assuredly a spot for a plpo
and a mood, and as the shadows crepi
through the wood before me and the
water, stirred by the rising wind. be
gan to beat below, ! invoked the one
and yielded 10 the other Sometime
In the wlthered grass at my feet
caught my eye, bent and picked ur
IA s'rlns Of gold beads, dropped there