Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1908-02-01
CHAPTER III.


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CHAPTER III
GoDFEY AND ] ARE DE TROP. ."
Henelhower insisted that we ioin him
IN an appetizer, he had evidently
jumped 10 the conclusion that Godfrey
was a famous New York detective and
ne gazeG at him with respect and a
lt'!e awe. He wanted TO discuss again
ali The details Of the tragedy. bur we
got rid of him, after while ana Went
I'm TO dinner. Then we started for The
Jan Tor a final talk with Drysdale.
Another lailor had come on duty but
%" made uo difficulty about admitting
us
WeII?" asked the prisoner. as soon
as we We're alone
On. said Godfrcy regarding him
WIN a good humored smile. you won't
oe elentrocutod this time-thougb /
must say you deserve it,"
NhaJ. cried DrysGaIc, culoriug sud
denly. You don't believe"--
That yol killed Graham? on. no.
"Ut you We made AN unmitigated ass OF
>ou'se.i my friend. Did YOU have a
pleasant time Monday night. Kicking
Your h"eig by the hour together out M
the pa~gOla %"
Drysdale flushed again but this time
Ii was with anger
oh. so she told you. did she?" ne
asked between his teeth ''T dare sa,
loA.. mao good laugh together over
Jack" said Godfrey calmly "r nro-
test you are becoming more ana more
aSinlne. Haven't YOU sense enough 10
see lhai that note-by the way how
was it delivered TO YOU"
round II ON my dressing table when
came back from New York Monday
=, ,Ne5.ihE. what are YOU driving al.
EoaIf"E " you've discovered any
ming for Gods sake tell me straight
outl' S'i"is"'
I've discovered an unusually Iarga
consignment OF humble pie awaiting
your consumption You don't deser,e
lnaEnincent girl like that, lack T
swear you don't. DO YOU remember
Your last words TO her?''
ts' answered Drysdale. with n
SuGdeu flushing Of the cheeks And che
deserved them She got me out ~ tIIo
mouse ana spent the evening with Tra-
name. lr WAS an indirect Nyay az ton
his me that she was tired OF me "a
suspected IL beforet"
GodireN looked at him pityingly
Really Jack he said. I'm haIf in
IilAea 10 think the coroner's right i'm
ms theory after all"
w hat is his theory"
He thinks you're crazy"
laugh '''' mess
Perhaps he's right" he said
1ou u be sure of it I'm a few min
u'@S. uncomfortable that any man
Iti I,,- HiS IIsht mind should suspect a girl
IKE MISS croydon OF such a thing
Irysdaie turned to him with ewes
bright with emotion
See here, Jim, he said: you've had
your fun: you've tormented me long
enough. DO you mean that Miss Croy-
don didn't write the note?"
I mean just that"
Then who did?"
"Tremaiuc,"
The word brought Drysdala to his
feet Ike a thunder clap
DO you mean,' he demanded grin
ping his hands tight behind him. chat
Tremaine wrote the note and placed n
in my room in order TO get me out Of
the house,"
Il 90"
ANA that Miss croydon knew moth
ing about it,"
Not a thing-she was waiting for
you in the house. She thought you'd
deliberately broken an appointment
you'd made with her"
Drysdale ground his teeth together
and struck himself a savage blow in
the chest
Good Cod" he groaned. What a
fool What q perfect, muckle- headed
fool"
Go on" laughed Godfrey. do It
again-s ckcloth and ashes You de-
serve il all!''
Deserve It! DO You think she'll ever
forgive me?"
Il shouldnt's II were in her place"
Godfrey assured him. I'D think my
self well rid of you. ] shouldn't want
to marry an idiot"
Drysdale cursed dismally TO himself
still" Godfrey added. there's no
accounting for the whims OF women
there's no telling what they'll do May
be, after this, you'll come nearer ap-
preciating her as she deserves"
Approaching herr"
You don't seem to have any curios-
ity as to how We're going TO save that
precious neck Of yours" Godfrey OBJ
served
"Oh. damn my neck, What do 1
care, Godfrey, I've got to see her right
away-Ive got to get down on my
knees-crawl In the DUST
That's ~" nodded Godfrey approv-
ingly You've caught the idea. You
ought to feel like an insect-a partic-
ularly small one. But l hardly be-
lieve the jailer will release you on your
own recognizance. Maybe, tomorrow
after the inquest, IL everything goes
well"--
"Oh. tomorrow be hanged. I've got
to see her righ- away, jim! Isn't there
any way?"
He was pacing furiously up and down
the cell biting his nails, tearing his
hair. Could Tremaine have seen him
then he might have modified his est
mate Of him.
There's no way" said Godfrey, "un-
less Miss Croydon herself should com
nit the incOnceivable fc!ly-hello, who s
that?'
The outer door had been flung crash
ing back. there came a rush of feet
down the corridor, swish OF
skirts
Grace"
II was Drysdale's voice and he stood
there like a man struck suddenly TO
stone.
And she? I turned little giddy as
/ looked at her-at the shining eyes-at
the quiVeTing. smiling lips.
Godfrey had sprung instantly to his
feet
Come Lester" he said, in a voice
very gentle, as the jatler opened the
cell door, I'VE must catch our train
we've business in New York"
Perhaps il was only my fancy that
his step was not wholly steady as
he went before me down the corridor
CHAPTER ".
THE STORY OF MONDAY NIGHT
Not until the regular click click OF
the wheels told me that we were well
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