Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1911-03-31
CHAPTER XXX.-Continued.

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 I didn't want a man to
swing because | left him in my place.
Besides, | began to have a theory of
my OWN.
AS we entered the car tall, dark
woman passed us, with a glass of wa
ter in her hand and I 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 a lot, including that piece of
q womans necklace. She was a fury,
blanche Conway, capable of any
thing"
Then why did you countermand
that message?" I asked curiously.
when l got to the Carter house,
and got to bed had sprained my
ankle in the jump went through
the alligator bag I had taken from
loves nine. When I found your name.
i sent the first message. Then, soon
after. I came across the notes. 1t
<esned too good to be true, and was
cay for fear the message had gone.
At first I was going to send them
70 Bronson; then l began to see what
the possession of the notes meant to
I : 1t meant power over Bronson,
money, influence, everything. He was
q devil, that man
Well, 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 I fur
lively touched one of the soft little
curls that nestled at the back Of her
neck.
when / was able to walk" went on
the sullen voice, 81 came at once to
Washington I tried to sell the notes
to Bronson, but he was almost at the
eud Of his rope. Not even my threat
TO send them back to you, Mr.. Blake
: :, could make him meet my figure.
lie didn't have the money"
Mcknight Tas triumphant
4 think you gentlemen will see rea-
son IL 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 it. l held my
breath as he cook out, first, the Russia
leather wallet.
These things, Mr.. Blakeley, we
'fnund in the sealskin bag Mr.. Sullivan
says he left gou. This wallet, Mr.. Sui
livan-is this the one you found on the
floor of tha carr
Sullivan opened it, and, glancing at
the name inside, Simon Harrington"
nodded affirmatively.
And thss," went on the detective
this is a piece of gold chain?"
ut seems to be-" said Sullivan, re-
coiling at the blood-stained end.
This, believe, is the dagger" He
held it UP. and Alison gave faint
cry Of establishment and dismay. Sui
llvan's face grew CHASTITY, and he sat
down weakly on the nearest chair.
The detective looked at him shrewd
". then Mt Alison's agitated face.
where have you seen this dagger
before, young LADY," he asked, kindly
enough.
"Oh, don't ask mel" she gasped,
breathlessIy, her eyes turned on Sui
Ivan. "Tt's-it's too terrible!"
Tell him." advised, leaning over
to her. at will be found out later
anyhow"
ASK him." she said, nodding toward
Sullivan
The detective unwrapped the small
box Alison had brought. disclosing the
trampted 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.