Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1909-01-28
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But who are you for? Are you Ia
George Calendars pay?"
Heaven foFfend, ''-piously. MY
sole interest at the present moment
is to unravel a most enhancing mys-
terry
Entitled Dorothy Calendar! Of
course. You've known her long?"
Eight hours, / believe" he adj
mitted gravely; less than that, III
fact"
Miss Calendars interests will not
suffer through anything you may tell
me-"
whether they will or no, see l
must swing a looser tongue, or you'll
be showing me the door
The woman shook her head, amused.
mot until" she told him significantly
Very well, then" And he launched
into an abridged narrative Of the
nights events, as he understood them
| touching lightly on his own circum-
stances, the real poverty which had
brought him back to Craven street by
way of Frognall and there you have
it all, Mrs. Hallam."
| She sat in silent musing. Now and
again he caught the CLINT of her eyes
and knew that he was being ap-
praised with such trained acumen as
only. long knowledge OF men can give
to women. He wondered if he We're
! found wanting, Her dark
head Bonded, elbow on knee, chin rest
ing lightly in the cradle of her slender.
parted fingers, the woman thought
profoundly her reverie ending with 4
brief, curt laugh, musical and mirth-
less as the sound of breaking glass.
ut is so like Calendar" she ex-
claimed: $50 like him that one sees
how foolish it was to trust-no, not 20
trust, but to believe that he could ever
be thrown off the scent, once he got
his nose to the ground. So, II we
suffer, my son and I, shall nave only
myself to thank"
7clhiaicieas. ptn'oi,n etaoin etaoin
Kirkwood waited in patient atten-
ton till she chose to continue. When
, she did ''Now for my side of the easel"
cried Mrs. Hallam; and rising, began
to pace the room, her slender and
rounded figure swaying gracefully, the
t while she talked.
George Calendar is a scoundrel,
| she said; 'a swindler, gambler-What
| believe you Americans call conf
dence man He is also my late hus-
bands first cousin. Some years since
he found it convenient to leave Eng.
land likewise his wife and daughter
Mrs. Calendar, country woman o:
, yours, by the bye, died shortly after,
, wards. Dorothy, by the merest acct
dent, obtained situation as private
secretary in the household of the late
Colonel .Burgoyne OF the Cliffs, Corn
wall You follow me?''
yes, perfectly"
Colonel Burgoyne died, leaving his
: estates to my son, some time ago
! Shortly afterwards Dorothy Calendar
|. disappeared. We know now that hel
father took her away, but then the
!, Disappearance seemed inexplicablc
! especially since with her vanished {
= great deal OF valuable information
She alone knew of the location of Ger
/ tain of the old colonels personal eff
l fectS.
t ''He was an eccentric. One of hi
peculiarities involved the secreting o
valuables in odd places; he had NJ
t faith in banks. Among these valuable
G were the Burgoyne family Jewels
/ quite a treasure, believe me, MI
I Kirkwood. We found no note of then
q among the colonel's papers, and with
/ out Dorothy were powerless to pursu
a search for them. We advertised an,
It employed detectives, with no result
If It seems that father and daughte
n were at Monte Carlo at the time
y Beautifully circumstantial, m.
4, dear lady," commented Kirkwood-t
If his inner consciousness. Outward
he maintained consistently pose c
is impassive gullibility.
"This afternoon, for the first time
lie we received news Of the Calendar!
Calendar himself called upon me, t
y beg a loan. explained our difficult.
and he promised that Dorothy shout
ar send US the information by the mor'
i ing's post When insisted, he agree
5, to bring it himself, after dinner, tn!
in evening. "a, make it quite clear
or she interrupted, a little anxious.
"Quite clear, l assure you he a
sented encouragingly.
st strangely enough, he had not bee
It. gone ten minutes when my son cam
~ in from conference with our sole
@ tors, informing me that at last
memorandum had turned up indica