The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1908-01-13
Continued from saturday.



talked together and the Princess returned table She sat
there in that chair and brought her coac and cigarettes Then
sat outside upon the bench 1t feast day. and had
ing Pardon Fxceency but fell asleep When aEok your E
ceency was standing by but the Princess and the English
men had gone. That is all 1 know
81 believed that the telling me the truth His fright Ind
passed. and he apparently puzzled but not alarmed
GU must remember the of the Engshnnen urged
Try to think When you announced them the Princess what name
did you giveP
AT this question he exclaimed with pleasure and reckoning to
me- ran hurredy down the hall and into the drawing
corner furhest from the piano. was silver
tray lie picked this up and smiling with pride his intei
gence pointed two cards that lay upon it took them up and read
the names engraved upon them"
The American paused abruptly glanced the faces about
him. i read the name he repeated He spoke great
lance.
Continued cried the Baronet sharply.
Il read the names said the American with evident dae "and
the family name of each the They the of two
brothers One we'll known you 1t that African explorer
whom this gentleman just speaking the Earl of Chef
ney The other the of his brother Arthur Chetney
The men at the table fell back though trapdoo had fallen
open at their feet
Lord Cheney they exclaimed in chorus They glanced each
other and back to the American every expression of and
disbelief.
1T mpossbe' cried the Baronet "Wy my dear young
Cheney only arrived Africa yesterday was SO stated in the
evening papers"
The jaw of the American in reoute square, and he pressed
bis lips together.
You perfectly right he said eord CHENEY did arrive in
London yesterday morning. and yesterday night found his dead
body"
The youngest member present recover He seemed
much less concerned the identity of the murdered man than
the interruption of the narrative
"oh please let him go on" he cried What happened them
You found two visiting cards You know which card
was that of the murdered man p
The American before he answered. waited chorus of ex
Carnations had Then he continued as though he had not been
interrupted.
The instant read the upon cards. he said 81 ran to
The and eeng beside the dead man. began search through
MS pockets Ny hand at fell upon card and found on
all the cards contained the title of the Earl of Ceney watch
and garetease bore his evidences and the fact
his bronzed skim and that his chekbone with fever
convinced that the dead the African explorer and o
boy who had fed past in the night Arthur, his younger
brother.
II intent upon my search that had forgotten the servant
and was still my knees when heard cry behind me- turned
and saw the gazing down the body abect horror
Bfore could RISE gave cry of terror and anenp
himself into the hail. raced toward the door street eaped
after him. shouting him halt but before reach the hall
NE had torn open the door, and him spring the yellow
og cleared the steps jump and the garden walk
Just the clicked in front of had open instant
and following the sound of the mans footsteps after him
across the street He also could hear me- and he instantly
stopped running and there absolute silence so near that
almost fanced could hear him painting and held breath
listen But could distinguish nothing but the dripping the mist
about from far off the the Hungarian band which
had heard when first lost myself.
"A could the square of light from the had left
open behind and lamp in the hall beyond Pickering the
dFaugh But watched it. the of the lamp was blown
violently and o and the door, caught the current of air
closed slowly knew shut could again enter the house and
rushed mndy toward it believe shouted out as though
we're something human which could compel obey me- then
caught foot against the curb and smashed sidewalk When
my feet dizzy and half stunned though thought
then that moving toward the door, know probably
turned directly from it; for CROPPED about the night calling
kana for the police my fingers touched nothing dripping
fog and the iron ratings for which sought melted
away For many minutes beat the mist with my like
blind mans buff turning sharply circles curg aloud my
py and crying continually for help At last me
from the fog and found myself held in the circle of poceman