The Brattleboro reformer. (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1907-1912, 1910-01-28

b eyes fixed on the door, and his whole
, frame shaking violently.
: Nothing began the inspector, when
the door suddenly opened and the hgur,
of a woman white as wrath and wonder
full with sort of holy passion darted
from the grasp OF a man who sought to
detain her, and stood before them, palpl'
tating with protest which for a moment
she seemed powerless TO utter.
1t was Adamss young invalid wife,
whom he had left three hours before at
Belleville. She was so frail OF form, so
exquisite of feature, that she would have
seemed some unearthly visitant but for
the human anguish which peryaded her
look and soon found vent in this touching
cry:
What is he saying: Oh, know well
what he is saying. He is saying that he
killed his brother, that he held the dagger
which rid the world of monster of whose
wickedness none knew. But you must not
heed him. Indeed you must not heed him.
He is innocent |, his wife, have come
twenty miles, from bed Of weakness and
suffering, to tell you SO. He
nrmly on her mouth. She looked up, met
her husbands eyes filled with almost fran
tic appeal, and giving him look in re-
turn that sank into the heart OF every
man who beheld it, laid her own hand on
his and drew it softly away.
1T is too late, Tom, | must speak. My
father my own weakness, or your own
peremptory commands could not keep me
at Bellevile when | knew you had been
brought here. And shall | stop now in
the presence of these men who have heard |
your words and may believe them: No, |
that would be cowardice unworthy of |
H., hon. fI,l
lead together. Sirs!" and each man there
held his breath to catch the words. which
came in faint and fainter intonation from
her lips, Il know my husband to be limo
cent, because the hand that held the dag
ger was mine | killed Felix Cadwalader!
The horror of such moment is never
fully realized till afterward. Not man
there moved, not even her husband, yet on
every cheek slow pallor was forming,
which testified to the effect of such words
from lips made for smiles and showing in
every curve the habit of gentle thought
and the loftiest instincts; Not till some
,ne cried out from the doorway, Catch
ler she is falling" did any one stir or
'elease the pent-up breath which awe and
had hitherto held back on
very lip. Then he in whose evident de-
pair all could read the real cause of the
,reat dread which had drawn him into a
alse confession, sprang forward, and with
enewed life showing itself in every fea-
ure. caught her in his arms. As he stag
erred with her to a soft and laid her
oftly down, he seemed another man in
ook and bearing; and Mr.. Gryce, who had
zen watching the whole wonderful event
nth the strongest interest, understood at
nee the meaning of the change which
ad come over his prisoner at that point
I his memorable arrest when he first
called that it was for himself they had
ONE, and not for the really guilty person,
he idolized object of his affections:
Meanwhile, he was facing them all. with
ne hand laid tenderly on that uncon-
,ious head.
.'Do not think he cried, chat because +
lis young girl has stepped her hand In m
ood, she is wicked woman. There is II
D purer heart on earth than hers, and d
one more worthy of the worship of h,
ue man. See! she killed my brother, n,
m of my father beloved by my mother, q,
It l can kiss her hand, kiss her fore in
,ad, her eyes, her feet, not because | il,
lte him, but because | worship her, the 70
1rest-the best" He left her, and Ia
me and stood before those astonished
en-. "Sirs!" he cried, 81 must ask you
listen to strange, terrible tale. NJ
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