The Spanish Fork press. [volume] (Spanish Fork, Utah) 1902-current, 1908-05-21
con,risS. lsOs BY BobOs-MsrriIl Co.
cuApTER xxiv.--continued.

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=, the edge of the long table that
q on IT'S side, his gaze still bent on
Es,ror,ne who stood with his over
/ ~ huttoned close, his derby hat on
. aoor beside him, where 1t had
[Ilen' as Bates hauled him into the
bonn.
4 Tho sound of a measured step, of
mo one walking, of a careful foot
stairway, was quite distinct.
en- remarked the slight stumble that
had noticed before.
We we're all so intent on those steps
4 the wall that we were off guard.
lard Bates yell warningly, and Larry
Ia Stoddard rushed for Pickering.
! had drawn a revolver from his
percoat pccket and was about to fire
me when Stoddard sent the weapon
Ting through the air.
D0nly moment now, gentlemen"
Ina Bates, an odd smile on his face.
. was looking past me toward the
chit end of the fireplace. There
emed to be in the air feeling OF
bmething impending Even Morgan
Ia his men, half-crouching. ready for
rush at me, hesitated; and Pickering
auced nervously from one to the
. her of us. 1t was the calm before
. storm; in a moment we should be
each others threats for the final
ruggle, and yet we waited. In the
all | heard still the sound of steps
hey we're clear to all of us now. We
kood there for what seemed an eter-
|ity--I suppose the time was really
+ |bt more than 80 seconds-inert, wait
IL. while felt that something must
hppen; the silence, the waiting, were
= Itolerable. | grasped my pistol and
Int low for a spring at Morgan; and
Very man In the room was instantly
81 the alert.
! All but Bates. He remained rigid
lat curious smile on his blood-smeared
Ice, his eyes bent toward the end of
e great fireplace back Of me.
That look on his face held, arrested,
umbed me; followed 1t. / forgot
organ; tacit truce held us all again.
slapped back till my eyes fastened
the broad paneled chimney-breast
the right of the hearth, and 1t was
ere now that the sound of footsteps
the wall was heard again; then 1t
BASED utterly, the long panel opened
bwly, creaking slightly upon its
nges, then down into the room
,epped Marian Devereux. She wore
e dark gown In which / had seen
y last, and cloak was drawn over
shoulders.
She laughed as her eyes swept the
om.
"Ah, gentlemen" she said, shaking
pr head, as she viewed our disorder,
Fhat wretched housekeepers you
fe"
Steps were again heard in the wall.
ID she turned to the panel, held 1t
Yen with one hand and put out the
Fher, waiting for some one who fol-
wed her
Then down into the room stepped
\ grandfather, John Marshall Glen
m! His staff, his cloak, the silk hat
oVe his shrewd face, and his sharp,
acE eyes were unmistakable. He
ew silk handkerchief from the
IRIS OF his frock coat. with a charac-
Flstic flourish that I remembered
il' and brushed bit of dust from
sleeve before looking ct any of us.
zen his eyes fell upon me.
5000 morning, Jack" he said; and
On sazed with mild curiosity about
ae room.
God help us!"
was Morgan, think, who screamed
Tse words as he bolted for the
oken door but Stoddard caught and
Nd him.
,nank God, you're here, sir!" broke
u IN Bates sepulchral voice.
Y seemed to me that | saw all that
opened with a weird, unnatural dis
c.ness, as one sees, before a storm,
90 outlines of far headlands that the
ral hght OF day fails to disclose.
was myself dazed and spellbound;
40 not like to think, even now, of
enect OF my grandfather's appear.
o y On Arthur Pickering; of the
VA 'nat seemed verify to break him
W. 80 that he staggered, then col.
0eu his head falling as though to
IN. MS knees. Larry caught him by
so'iar and dragged him to a seat
Ills throat.
In 1A'lelhen'' said my grandfather
5yss sse M 70 have been enjoying your,
Is VINO is this person."
pointed with his stick to the
~. VINO was endeavoring to crawl
Hystals w MASS oi DroAei'
~ S'' Sir is the sheriff." answered
IN ny uisorderly man, must say
H.. what have you been doing "a
s Se the sheriff so much inconyen
aNa,,, DIDN'T you know that that
kat ,h, was likely to kill him
Autl.u ,lng cost thousand dollars
men you are expensive visitors
! I'm w o,,' Ferguson, too!