The Washington times., 1910-10-07

What about the wedding tomorrow
/ said as my host babe me goodnight
what have you decided upOnE
Oh. that Will not come OF nave
phasizing each word, "Lucie Well no
longer counts. She no longer exists, or.
10 speak more plainly, she IS Ike bar
/ raDas. Ike his SOC POIydore' she Is as
though she were dead"
The marrow Of ny bones turned cold
The imperturba bility OF this man terri
ned me far more than his attacks OF
fury. I recalled what Lucie had said :
That man is capable Of anything;
And remember I replied. He would
even commit a crime"
And more beWiIdered than ever I went
70 my room. guided By BambOU and the
light
was disagreeably surprised 70 find
that the man had locked my door lie
hind him. What did il all mean2
II was a beautiful night In the DARK
blue vault u ECaVeu myr1ads OF Stars
twinkied and flashed. / naked 70 tho
window to look out at the beauty OF tie
mOOnlit skies and to think over what /
had first thought 10 be my daughter
And then I thought OF POIydore. The
Police could find no tra-CS Of him. so
y. !iaps. after all. he had taken his own
life. II were better So And then /
thought Of Gob-ie,le-Jear GabrIei.c- Ar
f-V lie 1 KIN w I 81 ala kssp s.
souvenir Of her-a thought OF af1cc-
I ,-uHaJe pity and regret
How long remained thus with my
elbows on the window sill have no
clear knowledge. 7 must have been
there about an hour, when the sound
of a voice raised in anger came from
the room adjoining. which had always
been occupied by Lucie Well quick
y closed the window and listened
BambOu had tried 10 make ne be-
lieve she had gone away kingsley
also. by his manner had LED me 10
believe so. Now I distinctly heard the
millionaire's voice and Lucle's sharp
soprano voice, whicn rOse L. high
pitch as their quarrel grew more Vio-
lent
suddenly heard the sounds Of a
scudle They We're struggling, I
heard the fail Of a body on the floor.
then a loud cry IN the night cry OF
unspeakable anguish, coming from a
strangled throat. Then I distinctly
heard the terrifying words
Help Help
Then. above the tumuIt. Lucie's
piercing voice shrieked the supreme
call.
Murder Murder"
The cry expired in her throat
All was silent.
My hearing had now attained the
sens billy Of microPhoue- could
hear a low grOaning. then a rafting
In the throat / could not have made
any illusion on the CHASTITY crime
which surely had passed on the other
side Of the partition between an IN
scrupulous man like Addison Kings
portance Ike LuCie Well There. a
Few steps from me. in this deserted
house, q woman without defense had
been murdered
/ spraug with clinched fists 20 my
door, which BambOu had locked /
shock II with all my strength II was
useless. ! understood now why BAN
bou had locked IT,
An OverpOwering need 20 call came
10 me, wish 10 cry with all my
might, Help, Helpi A woman is
being murdered 90 But my voice could
nc more md an echo in the dense
foliage OF the park in this isolated
house than the expiring cry Of Lucie
The stars above the heavens were
the only eyes that had looked down
uHCn the CHASTITY crime.
i opened the window, and at o
glance measured the height from the
ground
1t was possible. snatched the
sheets from M bed and tied them 10
the iron support The horror OF the
moment gave me double strength
let myself slide down 10 the height
q OF the cOrniCe Of the second floor. I
calculated my spring and Jumped 10
( the lawn 7 rushed round the house 10
the Kitchen entrance, where ] saw a
light burning.
Under the shadow of a tree I saw
LuCie's keeper, jim I went I'D TO
him He was quiveriuE with rage
His face was covered with blood and
his eyes starting from the sockets.
lin ] cried. Jim, what has hap
pened %
"Oh. moussir. moEssir, The vii
lain. His rage choked bim He
turned from me and strobe away
down the dark avenue Of the park
ran 20 the kitchen door and
thumped with my fists on the panels.
Who Is there7' called out the other
HindOo.
/ answered Bambou recognized nv
voice and opened the door. His dis
concerning plaCidity COntrasted singu-
larry with Jim's terror
1 rushed in Addison Kingsley was
there. He was leaning over the kitch-