Tensas gazette. [volume] (St. Joseph, La.) 1886-current, 1911-10-06

house and called Mr.. Clayton out q
bed. Crewe held up the cigars.
Now, Mr.. Clayton. we must ac
quickly" he said. "or you viii and
that the quarry viii have flown. Car
you bring selim to the house a. sooz
as possible7'
Il win do so at once" said Mr.. Clay
ton. much mystifled.
IF he refuses to come-I said.
HE viii not refuse. I can procure
a warrant from Mr.. Tighe. our near
est magistrate. But may ask"
Il would rather say nothing. I" crews
answered. 1T Is q desperate hope
and yet II seems built upon something
Of a foundation At any rate It will
do no harm. May l be allowed the
setting Of the little drama?'
by all MEANS" Mr.. Clayton an
swered.
He set on as soon as he had
snatched "A hasty breakfast of bread
and milk. and. after two hours OF wait
ing, Crewe and I saw him reappeaI
with Selim. The servant came In
blandly; he was as suave In his de
meanor as he had been pictured:
nevertheless thought could discern
an uneasy glance in his eye.
"Sit down. Mr.. Selim." said Mr.. Clay
ton. These gentlemen are friends OF
Claude Bamwell's and wish to inter
rogate you"
81 shall be delighted to do every
thing In my power to assist them.
said the Indian, seating himself easily
at the table. IF only could believe
that the unhappy young man was not
guilty Of my dear masters death"
do you smoke. Mr.. SeHm?" asked
Crewe abruptly.
The Indian started violently; then
recovering his composure. replied:
Il am not much Of smoker. sir"
But you have smoked? VIII you
oblige me By smoking cigar with
me?" And he produced the box Of
Bornoes.
I never saw such . change come
over a human countenance as came
over the Indiana For q moment be
gasped- like q fish out Of water. Be
fore he could regain his self posses
sion Crewe had placed before him q
sheet Of paper and a pencil. Upon the
paper was written:
Il swear that l and I alone am re.
sponsible for the death Of my master
Sir George Bamwell."
"As an alternative to smoking. per
haps you win sign this." said Crewe.
You may do BOTH" he added.
The Indian collapsed into his chair
with CHASTITY smile.
mo. l viii SMOKE" he said, pushing
the paper away.
Crewe calmly lit q cigar. and then
applied a match to the Indians. And
there they sat. smoking in perfect ST.
lence. while we others gathered
around in strained expectancy.
But | never saw two men who
smoked more slowly
Come. throw away your cigar.
Selim. and sign that paper" said
Crewe. after a pause The Indians
cigar now had an inch Of ash on It:
Crewe's was hardly trimmed
Suddenly. as If inspired by some
invincible determination. the Indian
began smoking furiousIy. The smoke
came from his mouth In puffs. His
cigar was half consumed. The ST.
lence deepened. Some dreadful trag-
edy seemed to depend upon the issue
Of that smoking match.
"Selim." said Crewe, laying down
his cigar. sign that paper" And he
removed the cigar from the Indians
mouth.
saw the Indian shoot out trem-
bling claw. He grasped the pencil and
wrote his name almost illegibly be-
meath the paper. Then he glanced In
to our faces with a pitiful smile. at
is finished" he said. and picked up
the cigar again.
Crewe leaped toward him and tried
to wrest the cigar from his mouth. But
the Indian. with a grip OF steel. held
Crewe's wrists. all the while drawing
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