Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1909-11-26
CHAPTER Il.-continued.

reading the vague unspoken question
in his eyes, THE jewel safe is up
stairs in my ROOM"
1T doesn't matter in the least" he
replied smiling, so long as / may
safely rid myself of these obnoxious
papers. And If you do not mind. I'll
leave them there till Monday morning.
I've thought it all out, Kate. A mans
only human, after all. / could never
prosecute the case myself; I'd be
thinking of you and the bread 1 have
eaten. I'll turn the matter over to
Challoner, and let him do as he thinks
best OF course, l shall be called as
witness when the case comes up in
court, if it ever does"
She did not reply, but shut the door
of the safe and rose from her knees.
The south side of the dining room |
was made up of long colonial windows
that opened directly upon the lawn.
They were more like doors than win
dows. She locked each one carefully
and drew the curtain.
"Norah is probably growing i'm
patient for u.s." she said.
With an understandable impulse he
suddenly drew her into his arms and
kissed her. 1t might be the last he
could ever claim.
joint" she murmured, gently dis
engaging herself.
81 love YOU" he said, land 1 could
not help it. Everything looks so
dark"
The clock in the hall chimed the
quarter hour after IL. Cavenaugh was
in his den. His desk was Uttered with
sheets of paper, upon which were
formidable columns of figures and dol
lar signs. He sat back in his chair
and listened. He thought he heard a
door or window close: he wasn't GER
tain. 1t was probably one of the serv-
ants. He bit off the end of a fresh
cigar and resumed his work Let the
young people play golf. if they wanted
to. and dance and frivol away the pre-
cious hours; they would never know
the joy of seeing one become two, two
become four, and so on, till the add
ing grew into the ransoms of many
kings. Ay, this was to live. Oh, the
beautiful numerals! Brigade after
brigade, corps after corps, they
marched at sign from him, an army
greater than that of kings. To sit in
a little room, as in a puppet booth
and juggle the policies of the ma
tions! Yes. Kate should have a duke
them all some day. Recollecting Car
rington, he frowned. Did the fellow
know anything, that he felt the powe
to refuse an offer such as he hat
made at the dinner tablet BAH
would be like crushing some insect
He determined that this should b.
Carrington's last visit. His pen move
once more, and presently he becam
lost in his dreams of calculation.
But Cavenaugh's ears had not de
ceived him, however, for he had hear
the sound of a closing window.
window had been closed, but none {
the servants had been at hand.
At precisely II man came swift
but cautiously across the lawn. Whe
ne reached the long windows of tn
dining room he paused, but not irres
iutely There was a sharp raspin
sound, followed by the uncertain glal
that makes the light OF a dark-lanter
separate and individual, and windo
swung noiselessly inward. The roo
was in total darkness. The man wol
short mask, a soft felt hat we
down over his eyes. He cupped h
hand to his ear and strained to cate
any sound. Silence. Then he droppt
behind the screen, consulted a slip
paper by the light of his lantern, al
with few quick turns of the coml
nation knob opened the door of Il
safe. He extracted the envelope al
thrust it into his pocket, without
much as a glance at its contents.
making his exit, the window stru
on the sill. In pressing it the 10
snapped loudly. This was the sou
Cavenaugh heard. The burglar r
lightly across the lawn and dis;
peared beyond the hedges And no
too soon.
The Cavenaugn drag rolled over