Bonners Ferry herald. [volume] (Bonners Ferry, Idaho) 1904-current, 1910-09-24
CHAPTER TX.

CHAPTER TX
When, two days later. Mr.. Henry d.
Franz, OF Franz. Doubleday s. Co.
Bankers. San Francisco California, ar
rived. the Wayne murder mystery and
the unaccountable disappearance OF
Betty Lansey were still in a chaotic
and unsolveable state. Likewise the
Man Aperilla. His going was like his
coming-unseen by man, unknown and
all untraceable. Hamley Hackleye, too,
the strange lessee of 81 Briarsweet
place, was not to be found. The milk
man, who claimed he had been paid for
a months wares in advance, continued
to leave daily allowance of milk and
cream on the back stoop, and the accu-
mutation of bottles on the Flanders
doorstep was waxing large. Gables
from London brought word that Hack
leye was younger son of the late Sir
Walter Hackleye; that for four years
past he had been conducting tropical
explorations, and that he was possess
ed of an immense private fortune. The
immediate family, an aged mother and
widowed sister, and two brothers, both
unmarried, lived in England for years,
and had heard nothing of Hamley that
bore upon his life with any degree of
definiteness. He was a bookish sort of
fellow; imaginative and fond of origi-
nal research, quiet, and of no bad hab-
its so far as they knew. agreed all re-
ports. No photographs of him since
he was plump little codger of six
were to be had. A copy of one of these
so ran the message, was being made in
London, and would be forwarded i'm
mediately upon completion.
Johnny Johnson felt that he had
drawn a blank in his sleuthing expedi-
ton through the house at "a Briar-
sweet Place, where the death chamber
visitor had vanished. The rooms smell
ed musty and the house bore the stamp
of the unoccupied save for several
suits of clothes, wearing the imprint
of Picadilly tailor. hanging in the
closet of one OF the bedrooms These
must have fitted a man OF medium
height and build. There were no per-
sonal memoranda around, and to all
intents the house was the same as
when Attorney Flanders had let 1t
nearly week previous. The garter
Johnny had found on the threshold
was a woeful aggravation.
IF the owner had only lost one Of
them" soliloquized Johnny, II NIGH
have traced him by matching the pair
AS 1t is now, there's no chance at ALL
Mr.. Franz, who was a plump littl,
German, a shade too well-tailored,
whit too urbane. had fetched with hin
picture OF Cerisse Wayne that Tailed
exactly with the portrait that hat
blown from Harcourt's window Tha
the same negative had permitted boil
prints was manifest.
Then they led him into the presenc
of Mrs. Harcourt. She was sitting II
| the shadow of the window wrapped 4,
a wadded gown of poppy red silk Sh
was very listless and had not spoken
word for hours. Harcourt declared tina
this had been her wont at interval
since the death OF the baby.
They sent Franz into the room a lit
tie ahead of his escort. Mrs. Wayne,
calculated the banker. letting fall hi
little black valise. why. they toll
me you were deadl"
He advanced a few steps, and reach
ed forth his hand, but the moment h
! glimpsed Mrs. Harcourts eyes he drop
ped his outstretched arm and steppe
back.
is-it-is-not-the n
murmured. studying closely the fac
and figure before him. Mrs. Harcour
dropped her eyes in a terrified fash
ion and raised them again to find tn
soft. calm gaze OF Philip Hartley fixe
steadily upon her. For a full momer
she looked sharply. composedly q
Hartley, then from him to her hus
band, and then again to Franz. Spring
ing from her chair, with the terror of
child she flung aside her wrapping
and throwing herself upon Hartle,
chung to him. screaming:
"Oh. can't you save me from them
save me. take me away; they kill m
with those awful drugsl"
Franz paled and turned his horr
ned gaze out of the window. -.
THE delirium again." cried Hs
court Poor girl. poor girl"
Harcourt strove to take his wi
away, but she would not loose h,
grasp upon the arm of the reporte
and there was no gainsaying the elias
OF those cold and faulty interlocks
fingers.
Hartley, the tender, coaxed II
, frightened woman into the bedroom
and despite Harcourt's expostulatioi
, sent for a doctor. Harcourt sworo tbs
would kill her and declared himself
, better man of medicine than half Il
} practitioners In the town. Every tin
> he approached his wife, however, 81
l broke into frightful screams. and Ike
her eyes constantly averted from h
3 husbands gaze. The sight of Fra
3 appeared to have broken some chat
have forged some link in her mil
t that bore directly upon this mystery
. unfolding mystery. "--s. 'T=s ;
While they anticipated the doct
D the examination OF Henry Franz We
9 on 1t was disappointing In its IN 4
definiteness OF result.
: But the body OF Cerisse Wayne HI
= been taken from the vault where II L
J. pending Identification by Mr.. Frar
d so from Mrs. Harcourt's rooms tn
L led him to the body. Then the cod