The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1910-04-06
Iimed. "Wnat Is the matterY'

You have hurt yourself ! said
sharply.
II fell over the carriage block, she
explained. r thought perhaps |
might see Halsey coming home. He
he ought to be here
FASTENED TO the lodge,
Where is Warner?" asked.
I'll think he's in bed, ma'am"
Get him up said, "and for good.
ness sake open the door, Thomas. III
wait for Warner"
Its kind o close in here. maam,'
he said, obeying gngerly, and disclos-
ing a cool and ct.nfortable looking in.
terror Perhaps you'd keer to set on
the porch an rest yourself"
II was so evident that Thomas did
not want me inside that went in
ITell Warner he is needed in hur-
ry," l repeated and turned into the
little sitting room. could hear
Thomas going up the stairs, could
hear him rouse Warner. and the steps
of the chauffeur as he hufriedly
dressed. But my attention was busy
with the room below
On the center table, open was
sealskin travelling bag. It was filled
with goldtopped bottles and brushes.
and i breaihed opulence, luxury, fem
ininity from every inch of surface
How did il get there | was still ask
ing myself the question when Warner
came running down the stairs and
into the room He was completely but
somewhat ineongruously dressed, and
his open, boyish face looked abashed
He was a country boy. absolutely
frank and reliable, OF fair education
and intelligence of the small
army Of American youths who turn a
natural aptitude for mechanics into
the special field of the automobile,
and earn good salaries in a congenial
occupation
What is it, Miss lnnes?' he asked
anxlously.
"There is some one locked In the
laundry" | replied "Mr Jameson
wants you TO help him break the lock.
Warner, whose bag is this?'
He was in the doorway by this time,
and he pretended not to hear.
Warner" ! called, come back
here. Whose bag is this?'
He stopped then, but he did not turn
around
"lt's--it belongs to Thomas" he
said, and fed up the drive.
To Thomasl A London bag with
mirrors and cosmetic jars Of which
Thomas could not even have guessed
the usel However, | put the bag IN
the back of my mind, which was fast
becoming stored with anomalous ant
apparently irreconcilable facts. ant
followed Warner TO the house.
Liddy had come back to the kitch
en-. the door to the basement stairs
was double.barred and had tabl'
pushed against It; and beside her OF
the table was most of the kitchen par
aphernalia.
did you see n there was any on
missing in the house?" | asked. ignor
ing the array OF sauce pans, rollinl
pins and the poker of the range
"Rosie Is missing" Liddy said wltl
unction She had objected TO Rosie
the parlor maid, from the start. Mrs
A Watson went into her room, and foun
she had gone without her hat. Peopl
that trust themselves dozen mile
from the city, in strange houses, wit
servants they don't know, needn't b
surprised II they wake mp some mori
ing and find their throais cut"
After which carefully veiled sa
casm Liddy relapsed into gloom. Wa
ner came In then with a handful {
small tools, and Mr. Jameson wer
with him to the basement Odd
enough. I.was not alarmed With a
my heart wished for llalsey. bat
was not frightened At the door b
was TO force Warner put down h
tools and looked at H. Then |
turned the handle Without The sleh
est difficulty the door opened. rcyes
ing the biackness Of the drying roo
beyond
Mr.. Jameson gave an cxclamatlC
OF disgust, Gone" he said eco
found such careless work | mig
: have known
II was true enough We got Il
!. lights on finally and looked !
through the three rooms that co
stituted this wing Of the basemeI
J. Everything was quiet and empty
explanation OF how the fugitive h
escaped injury was found In a heaps
= up basket OF clothes under the chu
y Inc basket mad DeeB overturned. b
! that vas all. Mr. .Jamitson examinedt
!. windows: one was unlosked. and
tered an easy escape The window
the door, Which way had the ia