The Plymouth tribune. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1901-1911, 1908-03-12
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Fhicc NOTus. anu then three mOlC, anu
Rfterward he tainted from exhaustion,
and now neither of the doctors would
suffer him to be removed or spoken to-
rhe patient was faint from loss of blood
He was propped up with pillows on the
satin sofa in the yellow drawing room,
and nurses crept about, and doctors sat
consulting in a corner, and the earl sat
doing in an armchair. The words which
Arthur Calthorpe uttered were:
"A tall man-sudden blow-head!"
Those were all. He had not described
the tall man he had not seemed to know
who he was. Arthur was an orphan, and
the old earl, called uncle by courtesy,
was in reality only a distant cousin OF
his young heir.
Calthorpe was strong and handsome,
full of life and energy to his very finger
tips, the most daring huntsman in three
counties, the gayest sportsman, the great
est firt. the best match, the most sought
of mammas, the most admired of young
ladies, and he was now dying with a
white face and a battered skull.
"Who is tall here?" asked Major Bar
rett. a dark man, burly in build, but
short in stature.
"Who? Dozens of visitors who were
here tonight" said Lieutenant Bricks, a
young gentleman, taller than either or his
companions, but not rising to an altitude
over five feet seven.
There's a BLACKBOARD brother about,
said Major Barrett. The earl turned
him out three years ago, and he has lived
by his wits ever since. He has been stay
T. AHL1+LorI 81 20 night ha 0amc
here with a foreign fellow. a tutor, a
teacher of languages, and he IS a tall
fellow and those two were in the garden
and the foreign fellow found poor Cal
thorpe"
One popularity of Calthorpe Court
was the number of rooms that led into
one another, in long chains or suites OF
apartments. The small snuggery where
the three officers clustered about the fire
was the last of a iong series OF rooms
and now, through the half-closed door Of
communication, they heard voices.
"OhI Dick, Dick. how cruel you have
been, never to come that night, and !
dressed so nicely. And / was sent back
to the house; and locked up like 4 thief
in my room, and you never to write or ex-
plain! And now. tonight, | had hard
work to get Madam Pritchard to allow
me to come to this ball and little did ]
expect to see you here. And when !
did you never took a morsel of notice OF
me, and went out with Mr.. Leigh hours
ago."
Don't cry" said Richard Darlington.
Whatever you do. Jenny. don't cry
Nothing is to be gained by crying"
"How cruel you are" said Jenny, Sob
bling afresh. II am homeless, now, and
helpless and you have deserted me. Oh
dear me, what shall l do" and the school
girl wrung her hands
IF you would only hold your tongue,
Miss Wilkinson. You don't understand
what an awkward position l am placed
i'm. honor bright! The Earl of Beryl is
my cousin, and my brother is Mr.. Arthur
iCalthorpe, and l went out to speak to
him, and could not find him. And when
II returned to the house, Leigh met me,
and told me somebody had knocked Ar
thur on the head, and that / was sus-
Ipected. Sc / went down into the village.
and now I just came back again. for l
don't see the good of hiding when / have
done nothing. And then you must dart
upon me and make a fool of yourself"
"You are a traitors false recreant -
said Jenny Wilkinson. "Sir, 1 will not
survive your peridy; l viii plunge a dag
ger into this breast, which mas cherished
you too fondly! Traitor. you sting me
sting me to the death. Do you mean
you never loved me-" said Jenny.
"No, 1 never did. You were such a
little spooney, and / knew you would
have loads of tin some day but l can't
wait for it. and keep lodging about after
"a girl that's bemmed about by a lot OF
,h~umbugging old women IT. more trou-
BILE to get near you TO speak than you're
worth. And if we had run away, why,
we should have starved to death before
you could get your money. for old Aunt
fTabitha wouldn't have given us half a
loaf. So go back to the old women, and
forget me. I'm not cut out for matri-
.mony, not unless there's plenty, and to
spare"
Jennys ouswer was to go off into VIC
lent, shri4sins Mysteries. She flung her
self upor. tbo floor she beat a tattoo with
her heels. The three officers rushed in.
Dick stared at them sullenly. At that
moment a young woman in black came
hastily into the room. There was a smile
on her lips, but fear in her eye. Immedi-
ately behind her appeared in the doorway
two grim aces-those of the detectives
from Abbotshold.
Richard Darlington glared very stupid
'ly at the detectives. He knew them well.
The wild your g gentleman had been in
sering about Abolished and It's precincts
too long not to be well acquainted with
the notorieties of the town, beginning
with the Rev. Seymour Cummington, and
ending with the little, saucy telegraph
messengers.
He almost shook of the Thin, long hand
of the romantic school girl, for Jenny,
surmising something wrong, had turned
round, womanlike, to cling TO the man
whom she had been upbraiding.
leave me alone. will you?" said young
harrington.
Mullinger, the principal of the detec-
tives, walked up to Richard.
"Sir, l arrest you in the name of the
law"
you will have to accompany us to
.Abbctshold-for this night, at least. To
morrow, perhaps, something may trans
pire to your advantage. Meanwhile, allow
me to caution you not to commit yourself
In any way"
The sense of his critical position came
upon Richard suddenly, and fortunately
had an altogether SOLDERING effect upon
him. He ceased to stare s~ullenly at the
policemen his voice cleared his wits and
his eyes frightened.
'Transpire :" said he m~ockingly. why
not say happen, Mr.. Mullinger? For my
part. / love plain language. When a man
says something will transpire, l feel
sure he wishes nothing to happen for my
good. j suppose you and your friend are
about to escort me, to Abbotshold, there
to incarcerate me until such time as my
qs;it shall be disproved. / really can't
find a finer word for guilt, or / would
use il. $50 you think that l, wishing to
stand in poor Arthur's boots, have ma
IiciousIy and designedly attempted to bat
ter his skull. | am not a saint, good
,gentlemen.Alooking waggishly from the