The Miller press. [volume] (Miller, S.D.) 190?-current, 1911-01-12
CHAPTER XxX.-continued.

"He would probably be accused of
khe crime. SO, although when the
wreck occurred | supposed everyone
connected with the affair had been
Killed, there was a chance that you
had survived. I've not been of much
account, but I didn't want a man to
Swing because | left him in my place.
besides, ! began to have a theory of
bmy own.
"As we entered the car a tall, dark
woman passed us. with a glass of wa
per in her hand, and | vaguely remem-
bered her. She was amazingly like
blanche Conway.
IF she, too, thought the man with
khe notes was in lower ten, it ex-
lplained a lot, including that piece of
N woman's necklace. She was a fury,
blanche Conway, capable of any.
thing."
'Theh why did you countermand
that messenger" | asked c%uriously.
when | got to the Carter house,
and got to bed had sprained my
lankle In the jump went through
the alligator bag / had taken from
hover nine. When | found your name.
b sent the first message. Then, soon
after. came across the notes. 1t
seemed too good to be true, and I was
crazy for fear the message had gone.
cat first l was going to send them
10 Bronson; then / began to see what
iShe possession of the notes meant to
me. Vt meant power over Bronson,
money. influence, everything. He was
a devil, that man"
Wen. he's at home now" said Nc
Knight. and we were glad to laugh
and relieve the tension.
Alison put her hand over her eyes,
as If to shut out the sight of the nan
she had SO nearly married, and l fur
lively touched one of the soft little
leurls that nestled at the back of her
neck.
When | was able to walk" went on
the suIlen voice, Il came at once to
Washington. l tried to sell the notes
40 Bronson, but he was almost at the
end OF his rope. Not even m threat
no send them back TO you, Mr.. Blake
hey. could make him meet my figure.
Wie didn't have the money"
Mcknight was triumphant.
~ think you gentlemen will see rea-
son In my theory now" he said. Mrs.
Conway wanted the notes to force a
legal marriage. | %suppose?"
Yes"
The detective with the small pack
age carefully rolled off the rubber
band, and unwrapped 1t. l held my
breath as he took out, first, the Russia
leather wallet.
These things. Mr.. Blakeley, we
found In the sealskin bag Mr.. Sullivan
q y he left you. This wallet, Mr.. Sui
livan-is this the one you found on the
Aoor OF the carr"
Sullivan opened 1t, and, glancing at
de name inside, "Simon Harrington"
spdded afirmatively.
And this" went on the detective
-1his is a piece of gold chain?"
TT seems to be-" said Sullivan, re-
ceiling at the blood-stained end.
'-This. I believe, is the dagger" He
held II UP, and Alison gave a fat
CRY OF establishment and dismay. sui.
fAvan's face grew CHASTITY, and he sat
down weakly on the nearest chair.
the detective looked at him shrewd-
-. then at Alison's agitated face.
'where have you seer this dagger
before. young lady?" he asked. kindly
enough.
"Oh. don't ask mel" she gasped'
breathiessly, her eyes turned on Sui,
aivsu. 'Tt's-it's too terrible!"
Tell him." I advised, leaning over
20 her. at will be found out later
anyhow"
ASK him." she said. nodding toward
Sullivan.
The detective unwrapped the small
boz Alison had brought. disclosing the
1UNnGampled necklace and broken chain
clumsy fingers he spread 1t on