Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1910-10-25

And are you really Judge Marcel
lus's Abe Cronkite?" whispered Kat
Prentice, drawing close to the side o
the elderly, warfaring man, who hat
just sent up his name as Cousin Phil
ip Goodhue"
Yes, miss" answered the detective
simply. The judge won't be down un-
til tonight When he got your letter he
decided that we ought not to come to-
gether or appear to know each Other
while here.
so he had me get myself up as one
who might well come at such time as
this were it not that he dropped out o1
sight before you were born and has
never been heard of since. If he were
not dead, miss. as no doubt he is, Cous-
in Philip Goodhue would be entitled tc
this whole estate"
"Oh, l have heard of him." murmured
the girl shudderingly. My uncle Os-
car was always fearing that he might
be alive, might one day return. There
was some old animosity between them;
l never heard what. l should have
been frightened when the name was
sent up were it not that any fear now
seems trivial after such a terrible eX-
perience."
Il know, miss; that is why am here.
That is why if you are able to do so
want you to tell me just what hap
pened. The judge told me little when
he sent me to help you. But now,
please tell me as much as you can,
Hush, in your natural tones, please, as
if you were telling Cousin Philip Good
hue. who had just arrived. Walls Of
ten have ears, especially walls with.E
which a murder has been done"
Kate Prentice turned gray with the
effort for composure. She pressed her
hands to her tremulous lips, to her
throbbing bosom. Then she folded
them resolutely in her lap.
Yes, Cousin Philip" she began in
clear sweet tones, 1T is right that l
should tell you all know of the awful
fate of my uncle, as l called him, and
your cousin Oscar Nagle.
II have lived with him in this coun-
try seat for years. ever since my moth
er died, just he and l and the servants,
yes, and the old housekeeper, whom
you may remember when you We're a
young man, Mrs. Dayne. Uncle was
not strong and felt himself even more
delicate than he was. He vert to bed
early and rarely had any visitors.
II generally read or played until
about 10 o'clock, and then when I
heard Mrs. Dayne going the rounds to
lock up l too would go to my room in
the third story, directly over uncle's. ]
never recollect having heard him stir
ring at that hour but l heard him las
night"
That is" remarked Cronkite, you
heard some one moving about in the
room below"
Exactly, cousin; you are more ac-
curate than l." agreed Kate. But that
wasrr the only unusual sound heard.
| don know how much later it was,
but | was reused from my sleep by a
sharp report.
Il slipped into some things and hur-
ried down the stairs just as Mrs. Dayre
came out of her room with lamp.
My uncle. fully dressed as he had been
for dinner, lay dead on the floor of the
central hall.
There was a horrid red splash on
his shirt front. A long pistol, silver
mounted, lay beside him on the rug.
The doctors said that he had been shot
from behind and that the ball which
had passed through his body and was
found imbedded in the woodwork eX-
actly fitted this pistol.
There hasn't been a trace discover
ed of the assassin. There isn't even a
suspicion as to whom he can be-"
You are wrong there, my dear" in
terpOsed Cronkite in loud voice. 1T
seems l can tell you more than YOU are
able to tell me. As took the train
down the newsboys were crying arrest
of the Nagle murderer
1T seems the police have taken into
custody for the crime young fellow
named Mason Vance. Why, you must
know him. he was your uncle's private
secretary a year Hey, there, is any
one about? Fetch water, quick. Miss
Prentice has tainted"
Almost with the cry an elderly wom-
an. very tall and straight, with hair
still black and abundant and eyes still
full of fire. hurried i'm with a glass Of
water.
You are so changed, Philip Good
hue" she said harshly. with the girl in
her arms. that l might not have
known you but for your blundering
ways. Now go about your business. if
you can find any. and leave me to tend
my lady"
Il should have known you anywhere,
my dear Anne" replied Cronkite as he
turned to leave the room. You are
much as YOU used To be. only more So"
And the blaze of the great black
eyes dulled to the glimmer of fear.