The Irish standard., 1911-08-12

keep his seat" he said. IF It 10 rs .
precaution against blow, perhaps, he
need not let his prudence interfere
with his courtesy"
HE has just met with an accident"
she said quickly. HE can't stand
No, Tom. Sit STILL" and her hands
upon his shoulders enforced the COM
mand.
Cayley bowed ever so slightly. Il
he continued, that since
last night you also have heard the
story which this gentleman protests
he remembers so much too well?"
"Yes." she said.
At that, he turned to old Mr. Fan
shaw: will you tell me, sir" he
asked, "for what purpose l was in
vited to come aboard this yacht?"
Tom spoke before his father could
answer-spoke with a short, ugly
laugh, You weren't invited. You
we're, as the police say, wanted
BE quiet, Toni" his father COM
manded. That's not the way to talk
to anybody"
Cayley's lips framed faint, satir-
ical smile; and again he bowed slow
ly. But he said nothing, and stood,
waiting for the old gentleman to
go on.
This Mr.. Fanshaw seemed to find 1t
rather difficult to do. At last. how
ever, he appeared to find the words
he wanted when Miss Fielding gave
us an account, this morning, of the
strange visitor she had received last
night, we were-I was, at least-in-
clined to think she had been dream
ing it without knowing it. To con-
vince me- that you were real and not
vision, she showed me material
and highly interesting souvenir Of
your call. 1t was an Eskimo throwing
stick, Mr.. Cayley, such as the Alaskan
and Siberian Indians use to throw
darts and harpoons with. 1t happens
that I've had a good deal of exper-
fence among those people, and that
know how deadly an implement it is"
He made a little pause there, and
then looked up suddenly into Cayley's
face And imagine" he continued
very slowly, that you know that as
we'll as l do"
Cayley made no answer at all, but
If Mr.. Fanshaw hoped to find with
those snrewd eyes Of his, any look
of guilt or CONSERVATION in the pale
face that confronted him, he was dis
appointed.
Suddenly, he turned to his son:
Where is that thing that Donovan
brought aboard with him just now?"
he asked.
The blood-stained dart lay on the
deck beside Toms chair. He picked
1t up and held it out toward his IA
Their. but the elder man, with ges-
ture, indicated TO Cayley that he was
to take it in his hand; then: Jeanne,
my DEAR" he asked, will you fetch
out from the cabin the stick which
dropped from Mr.. Cayley's belt last
night?"
When she had departed on the err.
rand, he spoke to Cayley: you will
observe that the butt of this dart Ia
not notched, as it would have to be II
ut were shot from bow ~
He did not look at Cayley's face as
be possible. he wondered, that those
hands could hold the thing with that
sinister brown stain upon 1.-THE stain
of, Perry Hunters blood-without
trembling? They were steady enough
though, so far as he could see.
When Jeanne came out with tho
stick he handed that to Cayley also
You will notice." he said, that that
dart and the groove in this stick were
evidently made for each other, Mr.
Cayley."
The pupils OF Jeanne's eyes dilated
as she watched the accused man fl
them together, and then balance the
stick in his hand. as If trying to dis
cover how it could be put to so dead
ly use as MIR. Fanshaw had indi
Gated. He seemed preoccupied by
nothing more, than a purely intel
lectual curiosity.
His GOODNESS seemed to anger Mr.
duSudW, az ~ uAu du6C1C GU
his son. For a moment this sudder
anger Of his rendered him almost In
articulate. Then:
I'VE don't want demonstration
came like the explosions of quick
fire gun. And you have no need fo
trying experiments. You knew hov
nicely that dart would fit in thu
groove that was cut for it. 70,
know, altogether too we'll. what tn
stain is that discolors it. You know
where we found that dart Your
only surprised that it was ever foun
at ALT and the body of the man
slew"
Everything you say Is perfectl
true" said Cayley, very quietly. Il ar
surprised that the body Of the man wa
ever recovered. I'm little surprised
also, that you should think, becaus
this stick fell from my belt last nigh
!, and this dart, which you found trans
fixing a mans throat this morning
Tom Fanshaw interrupted him. HI