The herald-advance. (Milbank, S.D.) 1890-1922, 1911-02-17
CHAPTER xXX.--Continued.


lie would probably be accused OF
sfe 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.
Resides, | began to have a theory of
my own.
a we entered the car a tail, dark
woman passed us, with a glass of wa
ter in her hand. and | vaguely renlem-
bered her. She was amazingly like
Blanche Conway.
IF she, too, thought the man with
the notes was in lower ten, it ex-
planned a 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" / asked curiously.
When l got to the Carter house.
and got to bed had sprained my
tJInAC H II Juillp"l WIFI u OuSa Al
the alligator bag | had taken from
lower nine. When l found your name.
/ sent the first message. Then, soon
after, l came across the notes. 1t
seemed too good to be true, and | was
crazy for fear the message had gone.
AT first / was going to send them
to Bronson; then l began to see what
xl~ rcr~rrcSo~ 80 @hD votnc T.,
me. It meant power over Bronson,
money, influence, everything. He was
a devil, that man."
Well, he's at home now" said Me-
Knight. and we were glad to laugh
and relieve the tension.
Alison put her hand over her eyes,
as ii to shut out the sight of the man
she had sc nearly married, and | fur
lively touched one of the soft little
curls that nestled at the back of her
neck.
When l was able to walk" went or
the sullen voice, Il came at once to
Washington. / tried to sell the notes
to Bronson. but he was almost at the
end OF his rope. Not even my threat
to send them back to you, Mr.. Blake
ley, could make him meet my figure.
He didn't have the money"
Mcknight was triumphant.
Il think you gentlemen will see rea
ron 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. 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
says he left you. This wallet. MI. Sui
livan-is this the n you found on the
floor Of the carr"
sullivan opened 1t. and, glancing al
the name inside, "Simon Harrington
nodded afirmatively.
.And this" went on the detective
this Is q piece of gold chain?"
TT seems to be- said Sullivan. re.
coiling st the blood-stained end.
ssrhis, I believe. is the dagger" He
held Il up, and Alison gave a faint
cry 81 establishment and dismay. Sui
1iyans lace grew CHASTITY. and he sat
down weakly on the cares 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.
.Oh. don't ask mel" she gasped,
treathlessly, her eyes turned on Sui.
lfyar. RISKS too t%errible!"
-Fell him." 1 advised, leaning over
20 her. 1T viii Be found out later,
anyhoN.~
-Ask him. abe sid. nodding toward
Sullivan.
me dstsctive unwrapped the small
COX Alisou had brought, disclosing the
trsmpled nocklaNa and broken chain,
wan slumsy nnksrs he spread It on
III teble a1k6 nttcd into place the BIZ
n <ksfn. Thore coaI6 b no doub'
~ ~~ee1 there.