Newark evening star and Newark advertiser., 1910-10-08
The Carleton Case ..:!. + ..::.. :.

IT'S a question of the family honor. 1t
mustn't be known; 1t shan't. Well tell
the same story. No one else knows,
man. No one that would tell It's the
only way. Give me your word, Arthur;
give me your word"
In silence Vaughan stood and looked
at him. These were the same tempta-
tions that had beset him the long night
through; against which his instructive
feeling of justice had struggled we'll
nigh in vain And yet while gropingly
and half-unconsclously he had felt that
for him there might be some excuse,
somehow now, the frank cowardice of
the plea, coming from the man himself,
Jared strangely upon him. And yet
was 1t cowardlce? Was there not more
than grain of truth In all that Carle-
ton had said? Would 1t not, after all,
be for the best? For there, on the
other hand, lay the scandal to be faced;
the notoriety of it all, scarcely endur-
able; the hordes of prying reporters;
the vulgar crowd of eager seekers after
mystery who would make of Eversley a
very Mecca-from all this he shrank, as
he could see that Carleton shranlx, and
yet, in spite of all from the other alter
native he shrank as well,
what do you want me to say?" he
asked and his tone was grudging; his
eyes this time did not seek Jacks face.
Carleton drew a sigh of evident relief.
"Say?" he echoed eagerly What
should you want to say? You we're
abed and asleep the whole time. You
went straight upstairs and slept
soundly all night. That's simple
! enough, ISN'T it? OF course, Henryn
swear that you told him that's what
+ you were going to do Swear to it,
stick to it, That's ALL"
/ Slowly Vaughan nodded. And you
the same?" he asked
/ "Of COURSE" Carleton answered
eagerly and at his manner Vaughan
found himself all at once marveling
/ Whatever else of emotion he might feel
in the medley of sensations which swept
over him. above everything else he was
conscious of a stinglng disappointment.
an open shame, for this man-his friend.
He turned away, his voice as he an
swered, sounding duly in his own ears.
| "All right" he said Then suddenly a
new difficulty struck him with stunning
force. But what's the use, jack? he
cried, MRS. Satterlee-"
Carleton took one quick step forward.
| ''Everythings the use" he said almost
menaeingly do as / tell you, for.
Gods sake! Don't worry about the
woman. Her testimony will be the
same as ours. Nobody knows anything.
Can't you see? or don't you know
what sort of woman"
Across the lawn Rose Carletons s
voice sounded, vibrant with anxiety.
arthur, Cousin Jack" she called
you're wanted at once. The medical
examiner is here
The Columbian reporter jotting
down a note or two, rose from his
seat at the examiners desk. I'm very
much obliged, sir" he said THAT
clears that matter up. You've told me
exactly what l wanted to know And
on this last case that came I'm today,
the coachman out at the Carleton
place, you say there won't be anything
doing?'
The medical examiner shook his head
in decided negative. "rhe coroner's
verdict" he answered, mot of course
speaking officially, or for quotation in
any way, will be one of accidental
death. OF that l am morally certain.
| There wasn't a shred of evidence to
prove anything different. Or, one
chance in ten. perhaps, at the most.
it might be death at the hands of
persons unknown"
The reporter sighed. ITS too bad,
though, isn't it?" he rejoined. IAN the
elements of great story there some
where"-he paused a moment; then
added thoughtfuly, I'm not jollying,
you know; | really am awfully disap-
pointed. Because-it's a queer thing
il there was any evidence for starter,
l could furnish some mighty interest
ing information in certain direction
Do you know anything about the wife
of this man that was killed, this Mrs.
Satterlee?'
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