The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1908-01-21
Continued from Saturday,


us ne either an inmate Of the house that here when he
wishes The Russian that he the only servant in the house
Certainly we nave found no evidence show that any servant
slept her There could be but other person who would possess
key to the house and the eerboxand he lives in ST. PETERSBURG
AT the time OF the murder he thousand miles away LYLE
interrupted himself suddenly with sharp cry and turned upon me
with his eyes flashing But he cried WAS he? How do
we know that last night he not London in this very house when
Itchy and Chetney metz
lie stood staring at me without seeing muterng and arguing
with himself
Don't speak me- he CRIED as ventured to interrupt him
can see it all plain It was not the servant but his
MASTER the Russian himself and was he who came back for the let
tiers lie came back for them because knew they would convict
him. We must find them We have those letters II we find
the one with the Russian posar we shall have found the murderer
dc spoke like adman and he spoke around the room with
one hand held out nt of him you have seen mndeader at
theatre seeking for something hidden the stalls he pulled out old
letters from the wrngdek and them swiftly gam
bier deals out cards. he dropped his knees before the fireplace and
dragged out the dead Goals with his bare fingers and then with low
worried cry like hound SCENT he back the wastepaper
basket and lifting the papers from it. shook them out upon the floor
Instantly he gave shout of triumph and separating number torn
pieces from the Others, held them up before me.
"Lookp he cried DO YOU seeq Here are five letters torn
in places The Russian did not stop to read them FOR as
you see he has left them still sealed have been wrong He did
not return for the letters lie could have known their value He
must nave returned Tor some other and he leaving
the letterbo and taking out the letters held them togehersoand
tore them twice across and them the gone out tossed them
into this basket LookP he CRIED here in the upper this
piece Russian stamp This is his lettcr-unopenedp
Eve examined the Russian stamp found it had been cancelled
St. Petersburg four days ago The back of the envelope bore the
pomark of the branch station upper Sloane Street. and was dated
this morning The envelope of official blue paper had no
difficulty in finding the two other parts Of it. We drew the pieces
Of the letter from them and joined them together by SIDE There
but lines Of writing and this the messages leave Pc
tebug the night train and shall you at Trevor Terrace after
dinner Tuesday evening"
That last nghtr Lyle cried lie arrived twelve hours
ahead of his eer-bu it in tmet in time to hang
himp"
The Baronc struck the table with his hand
"Tho he demanded Glow signed? What was the
mans nameg
Solicitor his feet leaning forward stretched
out his arm "Thce name he ced "hc letter was signed
with only initials But engraved the top the sheet was the
mans address, That address The American Embassy St. Peters
burg Bureau the Naval Aache the initials" he shouted his
rising exuant and bitter cry those Of the gentle
who opposite who told that he first to find the muir
dorcd bodies the Naval Aache Russia Lieutenant Sears"
"A strained and awful hush followed the Solicitors words which
seemed brae like twangg bowsng that Just hurled its
bolt Sir Andrew pale and staring drew away an exclamation
Of epuon His eyes fastened upon the Naval Attache with
fascinated horror But the American emitted sigh Of great CON
tent and sank comfortably into the of his chair He cappd his
hands softly together.
Capital" he murmured IT give you my word never guessed
what you driving You fooled me- I'll be hanged if YOU
didn't-you certainly fooled me-"
The with the pearl stud leaned forward with nervous ges
re sh be careful" he whispered But that instant for
the third time servant Fastening through the ROOM handed him
piece paper which he scanned eagerly The message on the paper
read The light the Commons The House has risen"
"Hurrah? he cried. "The House up! We've won" He
caught up his glass and slapped the Naval Aache violently upon the
shoulder He nodded oyouy him. the Solicitor and at the
Queens Messenger Gentlemen you'll" he cred y thanks and
my congratuaon He drank deep from his glass; and breathed
forth a long sigh Of satisfaction and relief.
But say protested the Queens Messenger shaking his finger
violently the Solicitor chat story won't do You didn't play fair
andand you talked fast couldn't out what was all
about III bet you that evidence wouldn't hold in court of law
you couldn't hang such evidence story is condemned
tommyrO Now my story might have happened my story bore the
mark"
In the Joy Of creation the storeers had forgotten their audi
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