The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1910-01-05

q day or two. But in order 10 save
time, Hume. be good enough to tell
me your first lie at once?"
And IL | refuse TO speak tonight"
You will sleep poorly. I'm afraid.
my friend. But come. be reasonable.
You pleaded for a nights reflection.
OFFER 1t to YOU"
But with a sure prospect of tor
ture on the morrow"
Unless you speak the truth to-
night"
Then I shalt" I cried with a shud-
der. Better death than tortured"
"well?"
THE Jewels are in Sir VIM. Dag
mars house. You will"
You lie." he interjected sharply.
Il drugged and searched you the night
that you returned from robbing me-"
Marion lie Mar has them, Sir
! Charles. | gave them to her when we
left the house that morning
WHAT" he shouted. WHAT
at is true" | answered glibly. "I
gave them to her wrapped up in a
small sealed parcel. which asked her
to keep for me in her box until we had
returned. II occurred to me that you
or someone might take a notion To
search my room while I was away,
but | felt pretty sure you'd never
dream of searching Marion's box
II were as well for me perhaps TO
straight away explain the monstrous
falsehood. His natural course would
be to at once demand from Marion the
packet which | declared that / had
given her AS had given her nothing.
she would truthfully repudiate his
claim. But Sir Chas. Venner's want
of respect for women would immedi-
ately induce him to doubt the hon.
esty of Marion's denial. hoped that
at last in order TO satisfy himself
whether Marion or ! spoke true, he
would confront me with the beautiful
woman for love of whom | had to die.
I felt that would be content 10 per-
ish given In exchange one opportun-
ity to hurl at her my hate. As deep
and tender as had been my love. SO
bitter and so ardent was my hate
Sir Charles eyed me for moment
in thoughtful silence. Then very SLOW
" he nodded his head.
Did you tell her what 1t was you
gave herr he demanded.
No"
Next moment the cellar was In dark
ness, and heard the Negroes stumble
out and bolt the door behind them.
I'll not relate the anguish endured
that night, beyond to say II made an
old man OF me--in mind IL not In body.
did not sleep. None came near me
until the Negro. Beaudant. brought
candle with some breakfast.
"will he really kill me, do you
Think" I asked.
The Negro pursued out his thick.
black lips. IT feel sure OF II" he mutt
tered LAS soon as once. the jewels
that he seeks are in his hands. you'll
die"
Then my hours are numbered"
said gloomily. "for that will be to-
day"
Jussieu was the next TO visit me.
bearing on a tray my midday meal.
Seven hours later Sir Charles entered
nv prison cellar with his ebony at
tendants. who bore between them
ANAL table spread with lamps. and
one or two strange, ugly-looking I'm
Elements. Bidding Beudant shut the
door. he turned TO me and said:
Hume. after all you lied to me-"
what" cried. as II dumbfounded.
Then quickly recovering my copnte-
nance. exclaimed: "Oh, yes, yes. You
have discovered IT, Yes. yes. ! He'd
to YOU. The jewels are really hidden
behind the second volume OF Bruton's
Anatomy OF Melancholy In the book
shelf on the eastern wall OF Sir VIII
liam DagmaT's library"
Sir Charles favored me with black
frown. You are srch an accomplish
ed liar" he said, coldly. that can no
longer rely upon your unsupported
word"
what would you do?" cried.
Persuade you TO be honest with
foretaste OF damnation
At that | felt my iblood run cold
within me.
"You monster" gasped. You
would really torture me?"
II shall" he retorted. Jussieu. will
you please TO operate"
Certainly. monsieur" replied thu
brutal black. In another moment