The silver messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1890-1912, 1908-04-14
THE HOUSE OF
A THOUSAND
CANDLES
BY MEREDITH NICHOLSON
Author Of THE MAIN CHANCE" ZELDA
CAMERON" Etc.
Copyrlght 1905 BY Bobbs-llerrlil Co.
CHAPTER xlII.-continued.

isn't likely to shoot himself accident
ally, and now that it's done the works
stopped and the time is running on.
What do you think Glenarm sus-
pects?"
81 can't tell, sir, but mighty little,
I should say. The shot through the
window the first night he was here
seemed to shake him trifle, but he's
quite settled down now, should say,
sir. That shot of Morgan's was a
great mistake. The young gentleman
isn't to be frightened away as easily
as that"
"Morgan's fool. But what is Glen
arm doing? He probably doesn't spend
much time on this side of the fence
doesn't haunt the chapel, | fancy?"
Lord, no! 1 hardly suspect the
young gentleman Of being praying
man"
"You haven't seen him prowling
about the house Analysing the archi-
lecture"
mot a bit of 1t, sir He hasn't, 1
should say, what his revered grand
father called the analytical mind"
Pickering stamped his feet upon the
paved porch floor in way that re-
membered of old. 1t marked con-
clusion, and preluded serious mis-
takes.
"Now, Bates" he said with a ring
of authority and speaking in louder
key than he had yet used, its your
duty under all circumstances to help
discover the hidden assets of the es-
tate. We've got to pluck the mystery
from that architectural monster over
there, and the time for doing it is
short enough. Mr.. Glenarm was a
rich man. To my own knowledge he
had couple of millions, and he
couldn't have spent it all on that
house. He reduced his bank account
to a few thousand dollars and swept
out his safety deposit boxes with a
broom before his last trip to Yer
mont He didn't die with the stuff in
his clothes, did he?"
Lord bless me-. no, sir! There was
little enough cash to bury him, with
you out of the country and me alone
with him"
"He was crank and l suppose he
got lot of satisfaction out of burying
his money But this hunt for it isn't
funny. l supposed of course we'd dig
it up before Glenarm got here or l
shouldn't have been in such a hurry
to send for him. But it's over there
IN hA
must be a plan of the house that
would help. I'll give you a thousand
dollars the day you wire me you have
found any sort of clue"
THANK you, sir"
81 don't want thanks, I want
the money or securities, or whatever
it is. I've got to so back to my car
now, and you'd better skip home. You
need't tell your young master that
I've been here"
was trying hard to remember, as
stood there with clenched hands out
side the chapel porch, that Arthur
chickering's name was written in 'the
list of directors of one of the largest
trust companies in America and that
he belonged to the most exclusive
clubs in New York. l had come out
for my walk with only an inverness
over my dinner Jacket, and l was
| thoroughly chilled by the cold mist
l was experiencing, too, an inner cold
as ! reflected upon the greed and per
fldy of man.
Keep an eye on Morgan" said
Pickering.
Certainly, sir"
"And be careful what you write oil
WIRE
"I'll mind those points, sir. But I'd
suggest, if you please. sir"
"Well?" demanded Pickering impa
tiently.
THAT you should call at the house
1t would look rather strange to the
young gentleman if you'd come to st
Agatha's and not see him."
Il haYen't the slightest errand with
him. And besides / haven't time. Il
he learns that I've been here you may
say that my business was with Sister
Theresa and that l regretted very
much not having the opportunity tt
call on him."
The irony OF this was not lost OF
Bates, who chuckled softly. He cam,
out into the open and turned away to
ward the Glenarm gate. Pickering
passed me, so near that l might hav,
put out my hand and touched him, anC
in a moment heard the carriage
drive Off rapidly toward the village
heard Bates running home owe
the snow and listened to the clatter o
the village hack as it bore Pickering
back to Annandale.
Then out of the depths of the chape
porch-out of the depths of time ant
space. it seemed. so dazed stood
some one came swiftly toward me