Watertown leader. [volume] (Watertown, Jefferson County, Wis.) 1909-1911, 1911-03-24

He would probably be accused of
the crime. So, although when the
wreck occurred I 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 | didn't want a man to
swing because l left him in my place
Besides, I began to have a theory of
my own.
las we entered the car a tall, dark
woman passed us. with a glass Of wa
ter In her hand, and [ vaguely remem-
bered her. She was amazingly like
Blanche Conway.
IF she, too, thought the man with
the notes was in lower ten, it ex-
planned lot, including that piece of
a woman's necklace. She was a fury,
Blanche Conway, capable of any
thing"
Then why did you countermand
that messenger" l asked curfously.
When I got to the Carter house,
and got to bed had sprained my
ankle in the jump went through
the alligator bag l had taken from
lowes nine. When I found your name,
I sent the first message. Then, soon
after, | came across the notes. It
seemed too good to be true, and l was
crazy for fear the message had gone.
AT first I was going to send them
to Bronson; then | began to see what
the possession of the notes meant to
me. 1t meant power over Bronson,
money, influence, everything He was
devil, that man.
We'll, 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 man
she had SO nearly married, and 1 fur
lively touched one of the soft little
curls that nestled at the back of her
neck
when I was able to walk" went on
the sulleR voice, II came at once to
washington. I tried to sell the notes
to Bronson, but he was almost at the
end of his rope. Not even my threat
ley, could make him meet my figure
he Q1un nave the money.
Mcknight was triumphant
81 think you gentlemen will see rea.
son in my theory now" he said Mrs
Conway wanted the notes to force a
legal marriage, I suppose?"
yes"
The detective with the small pack
age carefully rolled off the rubber
band, and unwrapped it. / held my
breath as he took out, first, the Russia
leather wallet.
These things, Mr.. Blakeley, we
found In the sealskin bag Mr.. Sullivan
says he left you. This wallet, Mr.. Sui
livan-is this the one you found on the
floor of the carr"
Sullivan opened it, and, glancing at
the name inside, Simon Harrington,
nodded affirmatively.
And this went on the detective
1'this is a piece of gold chain?"
"It seems to be-" said Sullivan, re
coiling at the blood-stained end
This, believe, is the dagger" He
held 1t up. and Alison gave faint
cry of establishment and dismay Sui
livan'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 seen this dagger
before, young Lady," he asked, kindly
enough.
ooh. don't ask mel" she gasped
breathlessly, her eyes turned on Sui
Ivan. 'It's-it's too terrible!"
Tell him." l advised, leaning over
to her "lt will be found out later
anyhow"
ASK him." she said, nodding toward
Sullivan
The detective unwrapped the small
box Alison had brought. disclosing the
trampied necklace and broken chain
With clumsy fingers be, spread it on
the table and fitted into place the Bit
OF chain There could be no doubt
that 1t belonged there.