Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1910-10-22

incidence they didn't come tonight or
was 1t something more thals that? l
don't believe they're hitting ( aings off.
somehow. And Jack himse,fSJ never
saw a fellow so changed. E5e'' since
that time he was out at Tho Firches
he has seemed awfully down on his
luck. I was wondering
Vaughan rose quickly. Ion, he's
worried about his business, l think
that's all" Then added abruptly.
Would o mind smoking in the other
room, Franz? Rose doesn't object and
1 hate to leave her alone"
Helmar rose also. "Of course not"
he said. why didn't o say so sooner2
Let's go right In"
Half way down the hall Henry
Carleton's valet approached them, a
letter in his outstretohed hand. For
you, Mr.. Vaughan" he said.
Vaughan. taking the letter. hastily
opened II II read It's contents. A
puzzled frown wrinkled his forehead.
Him" he mutterd. chats queer" and
as they entered the parlor he spoke at
once to his lance Rose" he said,
I'm sorry, but everything about to-
night seems to be fated. First our
guests %disappoint us and now I'm
called away myself. But only for an
hour. I'll be back Just as soon as l
can"
The girls face clouded. "oh. no,
/ Arthur she cried, not tonight. You
oughtn't to go tonight. no matter who
It is. Tell them to wait
He broke in upon her. "Im sorry,
my dear he said graveiy, but this Is
something that can't be delayed. I
must go at once
There was no misunderstanding his
tone. "All right. then, Arthur" she
said. but be back as soon as you a :"
and nodding he left the room.
The waiting motor made short work
of the distance between The Birches
and Colonel Graham's home; and "a
short half hour later Vaughan was
ushered across the threshold of the big
drawing-room. Marjory Graham came
forward to meet him, and then. as she
led the way across the room, he stared
in surprise at the sight of the second
figure that rose from the seat by the
open fire. Yet Marjory Graham seemed
to see nothing unusual In the situation.
II think you know Mrs. ~Satterlee,
Arthur" she said. and Vaughan. his
wonderment increasing every moment,
bowed. and took his seat.
The lights were turned low; only the
freight hickered and CLEANED about
the room. MarJory Graham reached
out and took the woman's hand in
hers. "Tell him, Jeanne" she said.
There followed a pause, and then at
last, slowly and with evident effort,
Jeanne Satterlee began to speak. Mr..
Vaughan" she said, the fewer words
the better. You've made up your mind
to tell the story of that night. II it's
going to be told, it must be the true
one I've promised Jack to tell what
I know to Miss Graham and to you.
I've already told her"
She paused, while Vaughan sat wait
ing breathlessly, his eyes fixed upon
her face. And then she spoke again.
There's no need to ask you," she went
on, whether you remember all that
happened on that night. You remem-
Der how you were all together at The
Birches; how Jack said he was going
to bed early; how you and Miss Rose
sat out on the piazza; how Mr.. Garlic
ton played billiards with Jim Cum
mings, and then how he came down
and told you he was going for q walk
about the grounds. You remember
every bit of that. of course?"
Vaughan assented silently. And
then" she went on, you went for a
stroll yourself; came to the rock
opposite the cottage, and saw Tom
when he came in. You heard the
noise; you saw someone run cut of the
house, with Rom after him; and then
you saw Tom fall. and a minute after
ward you saw Jack bending yer him.
with Toms head on his knee"