Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1910-10-17

There was a silence, tense, pregnant.
Once Vaughan, slowly raising MS
head, had started to speak, n
Henry Carleton had instantly lifted a
hand to cnjoin silence. "Wait a MIN
ute!" he commanded. Evidently he
was striving to recollect. Then pres
entity he spoke again. Nonsense, ne
cried, Il remember perfectly now. a
was the night hat Jack said ne felt
tired: he went to his room early to
smoke a pipe, and then turn in. Jack
murder Satterlee! Why, nonsense,
man. You're dreaming. You're not in
your right mind. Jack and Satterlee
we're always good friends, and Mrs.
Satterlee, too. No, no. Jack to murder
any one Is nonsensical enough; but Jack
to murder neutrality-suspicious.
impossible!"
%Stubbornly Vaughan shook his head.
Il wish to God it WERE" he answered,
with deep feeling. ut sounds wild
enough, | know, but It's true, for all
that. Every word. And one thing
you've Just said he hesitated, and
stopped, then unwillingly enough con-
tinued, "one thing, I'm afraid, goes a
long ways toward explaining, and that
is that Jack was such good friends with
Mrs. Satterlee. I'm afraid that was
the beginning of everything"
Cartoons face was pale. and his
voice, when he spoke, was hoarse with
emotion. God, Vaughan" he said
"'this is terrible and then, with a
quick return to his former manner, mo,
no, 1 can't believe it yet. Tell me h
you saw. Not what you imagined or
conjectured. Just what you saw-actu-
ally saw with your own eyes"
There isn't very much to tell"
Vaughan answered. Il just happened
to walk that way, for ne reason whatso-
ever. Just by chance; I might have
gone any other way as well. And
finally l came out on the top of a little
hiIl-no, not a hill exactly; more like a
cliff-and from there / could see across
to Satterlee's house. And while l stood
there. | saw a Observation-Disclosures
across the drive, and up the back way,
and go in. Then, in a minute, | heard a
noise upstairs. and some n cry out;
and then, a minute after that, JACK
rushed out of the house, with Satterlee
after him-snd suddenly Satterlee took
to running queer and wide and in a cir
Gle, with his head all held pitched to
one stde-ah, it was CHASTITY to see him
and then he came straight for the rock
where l was standing, and all at once his
legs seemed to- go out from under him,
and ne sprawled right out on the gravel
on his face, II lay there. | turned
faint for o minute, / think, and the next
thing recall was looking down again,
and there was Jack trying to lift Sat
terlee up, and when he scratched a
match his hands were all over blood,
and Satterlee's face-oh, Nv dreamed ii
all fifty times slnce-he was dead then,
| p His head hung limp, | re-
member, and then-it was cowardly, of
course, and all that, but the whole thing
was so unexpected-so like a damnable
kind of a nightmare, somehow-and
Jack, you ~know-why. it was too much
for me. | just turned, and made off,
and never stopped till I'd got back safe
into my room again. And that's all"
Henry Carleton sat silent, engrossed
in thought. Almost he seemed to be
oblivious of Vaughan'sE presence. III
couldn't be- he muttered, at last, as
though incredulous still, at couldn't
be. Jack! he paused, only to repeat the
name again. linen ne shook his head.
Never he said, with decision, "he
would have told everything. You saw
wrong, Arthur. o didn't see Jack
Something in the older mans attitude
of continued disbelief seemed to have
the effect of netting Vaughan. How
many times" he said, with a note OF
Irritation in his tone, must l repeat 1t?
I tell you / know. Can't a man trust
his own eyes? 1t was Jack. There's no
room for doubt at all. Don't you sup