The Glenwood post., 1910-05-21
CHAPTER lV.-continued.

ESPECIALLY Wudl
Especially since Jack Bailey and
Arnold Armstrong were notoriously
bad friends 1t was Bailey who got
Arnold into trouble last spring
something about the bank. And then,
too"
GO on" 1 said. "If there is any
thing more, I ought to know"
There's nothing more," he said
evasively There's just one thing we
may bank on, Miss Innes. Any court
in the country will acquit man who
kills an intruder in his house at
night. If Halsey-"
why, you don't think Halsey did
it," I exclaimed. There was a queer
feeling of physical nausea coming
over me.
No, no, not at ALL" he said with
forced cheerfulness. Come, Miss In
mes, you're ghost of yourself, and
l am going to help you upstairs and
call your maid. This has been too
much for you"
About six o'clock Gertrude came in.
She was fully dressed, and I sat up
nervously.
shocking night you have had!" She
came over and sat down on the bed,
and l saw she looked very tired and
worn.
rs there anything new?" I asked
anxiously
Nothing. The car is gone. but War.
ner"-he is the chauffeur-"Warner
is at the lodge and knows nothing
about it."
Well" I said, "if ever get my
hands on Halsey Innes I shall not let
go until l have told him few things
When we get this cleared up, l am
going back to the city to be quiet
One more night like the last two will
end me. The peace of the country
fiddlesticks!"
Whereupon I told Gertrude Of the
noises the night before, and the figure
on the veranda in the east wing. AS
an afterthought / brought out the
pearl cuff-link.
Il have no doubt now" said, that
it was Arnold Armstrong the night
before last, too. He had key, nc
doubt, but why he should steal into
his fathers house l cannot imagine
He could have come with my permis,
sion easily enough. Anyhow, whoever
1t was that night left this little sou.
venir"
Gertrude took one look at the cuff
link and went as white as the pearls
in it; she clutched at the foot Of the
bed and stood staring. AS for me, l
was quite as astonshed as she was
Where did-you-find it?" she
asked finally. with desperate effort
at calm. And while l told her she
stood looking out of the window with
look l could not fathom on her face.
1t was a relief when Mrs. Watson
tapped at the door and brought me
some tea and toast. The cook was in
bed, completely demoralized, she re-
ported, and Liddy, brave with the day
light, was looking for footprints around
the house. Mrs. Watson herself was
wreck she was blue-white around
the lips, and she had one hand tied
up. She said she had fallen down
stairs in her excitement 1t was natur-
al. of course, that the thing would
shock her, having been the Arm
strongs housekeeper for several years
and knowing Mr.. Arnold well.
Gertrude had slipped out during my
talk with Mrs. Watson, and dressed
and went downstairs The billiard
and card rooms were locked until the
coroner and the detectives got there,
and the men from the club had gone
back for more conventional clothing.
could hear Thomas in the pantry
alternately wailing for Mr. Arnold,
as he called him, and citing the
tokens that had precursed the murder.
The house seemed to choke me, and,
slipping shawl around me, l went
out on the drive. At the corner by
the east wing l met Liddy. Her skirts
were draggled with dew to her knees
and her hair was still in crmps.
Go right in and change your
Clothes" 1 said sharply. You're a
sight, and at your age!"
She had golf stick in her hand,
and she said she had found 1t on the
lawn. There was nothing unusual
about it, but 1t occurred to me that a
golf stick with metal end might
have been the object that had scratch
ed the stairs near the cardroom. l
took it from her, and sent her up for
dry garments. Her daylight courage
and self-importance, and her shud-
dering delight In the mystery, irri-
tated me beyond words. After l left
her ] made circuit Of the building.
Nothing seemed to be disturbed: the
house looked as calm and peaceful in
the morning sun as 1t had the day l