The Lamar register. [volume] (Lamar, Colo.) 1889-1952, 1910-10-12
CHAPTER xxxilI.
At the Foot Of the Stairs.

At the Foot Of the Stairs.
As drove rapidly up to the house
from Casanova station in the hack
saw the detective Burns lettering
across the street from the Walker
place. So Jameson was putting the
screws on-lightly now. but ready to
give them a twist or two. | felt GER
tain. very soon.
The house was quiet. Two steps OF
the circular staircase had been pried
of without result. and beyond a sec
ond message from Gertrude that Hal
sey insisted on coming home and they
would arrive that night there was
nothing new. Mr.. Jameson. having
failed to locate the secret room. had
gone to the village. l learned after
wards that he called at DIR. Walkers.
under pretense OF an attack OF acute
indigestion. and before he left had in
Quired about the evening trains to the
city. He said he had wasted lot
OF time on the case. and good bit OF
the mystery was in my imagination!
The doctor was under the impression
that the house was guarded day and
night. Well. give place a reputation
like that. and you don't need a guard
at all-thus Jameson. And sure
enough. late in the afternoon. the two
private detectives. accompanied by
Mr.. Jameson. walked down the main
street OF Casanova and took a city
bound train.
That they got on at the next station
and walked back again to Sunnyside
at dusk was not known at the time.
Personally. I knew nothing Of either
move; I had other things to absorb
me at that time.
Liddy brought me some tea while
rested after my trip. and on the tray
was a small book from the Casanova
library. II was called The Unseen
World" and had a cheerful cover. on
which a half-dozen sheeted figures
linked hands around a headstone.
At this point in my story. Halsey
always says: Trust a woman to add
two and two together. and make six"
To which retort that II two and two
plus X makes six. then to discover the
unknown quantity is the simplest
thing in the world. That a houseful
OF detectives missed 1t entirely was
because they were busy trying to
prove that two and two make four.
The depression due to my visit to
the hospital left me at the prospect of
seeing Halsey again that night. 1t
was about FIVE o'clock when Liddy
left me for a nap before dinner. hav
ing put me into a gray silk dressing
gown and a pair of slippers. / listened
to her retreating footsteps. and as
soon as she was safely below stairs
I went up to the trunkroom. The
place had not been disturbed. and ]
proceeded at once to try to discover
the entrance to the hidden room. The
openings on either side. as I have
said. showed nothing but perhaps
three feet Of brick wall. There was
no sign Of an entrance-no levers. no
hinges. 70 give a hint. Either the
mantel or the roof. decided. and aft
er half-hour at the mantel. produc-
tive of absolutely no result, l decided
to try the roof
am not fond of height The few
occasions on which ! have climbed a
stepladder have always left me dizzy
and weak in the knees. The top of
the Washington monument is as i'm
possible to me as the elevation to the
presidential chair. And yeti
climbed out on the Sunnyside roof
without a seconds hesitation. Like
a dog on a scent, like my bear-skin
progenitor. with his spear and his
wild boar, to me now there was the
lust of the chase. the frenzy of pur-
suit, the dust of battle. / got quite a
little of the latter on me as I climbed
from the unfinished ballroom out
through a window to the roof of the
east wing of the building, which was
only two stories in height.
Once out there, access to the top of
the main building was rendered easy
at least 1t looked easy-by a small
vertical iron ladder. fastened to the
wall outside of the ballroom. and per-
haps IL feet high. The IL feet looked
short from below. but they were diff
ficult to climb. ! gathered my silk
gown around me, and succeeded final
ly in making the top of the ladder.
Once there, however, l was complete
ly out of breath. / sat down, my feet
on the top rung, and put my hair-pins
in more securely. while the wind bel
lowed my dressing-gown out like a
sail. / had torn a great strip OF the
silk loose, and now l ruthlessly fin
ished the destruction of my gown by
jerking It free and tying it around my
head.