The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1911-04-13
CHAPTER xxx.-centInvsd.

HE would probably be accused Of
the crime. So. although when the
wreck occurred l supposed everyone
connected with the affair had been
killed. there was . chance that you
had survived. I've not besn of much
account, but didn't want . man to
swing because left him In my place.
Besides. I began to have . theory Of
my own.
"As We entered the car . tall, dark
woman passed US. with a glass Of va.
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-
plaiped . lot, including that piece Of
a woman's necklace. She was fury,
BlapaSe Conway. capable of any.
Then why did you countermand
that message?" I asked curiously.
when I got to the Carter house.
and get to bed-I had sprained my
ankle In the jump went through
the alligator bag I had taken from
lower nine. When found your name.
/ sent the first message. Then, soon
after, 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 I began to see what
the possession of the notes meant to
me. It meant power over Bronson.
money. influence, everything. He was
a devii, that man."
We'll. he's at home now" said Mo.
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 sullsn voice, "T came at once to
Warrington. I 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.
81 think you gentlemen will see rea-
son py theory now" he said. Mrs.
Conw1 wanted the notes to force a
legal marriage, I suppose!'
Yes"
The detective with the small pack
age carefully rolled OF the rubber
band, and unwrapped it. I 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
Ilivan.-is this the one you found on the
4noor of the cart"
Sullivan opened 1t, and, glancing ut
1.-The name inside, Simon Harrington"
nodded afirmatively.
And this" went on the detective
"this is a piece Of gold chain?"
1T seems to be-" said Sullivan. re-
1coiling at the blood-stained end.
''This, I believe, is the dagger" He
Sheld it up, and Alison gave a faint
4cry Of establishment and dismay. Sui
S,iyan's face grew ghastly, and he sat
Flown weakly on the nearest chair.
The detective looked at him shrewd-
". then at Alison's agitated face.
where have you seen this dagger
,efore, young LADY," he asked, kindly
nough.
"Oh. don't ask mel" she gasped,
l,reathlessly, her eyes turned on Sui
oliyan. "It's-it's too terrible!"
Tell him." advised. leaning over
al her. TT will be found out later,
oknyhow."
ASK him." she said, nodding toward
Bullivan.
The detective unwrapped the small
'Sox AliRon had brought. disclosing the
ramp necklace and broken chain.
With Grmsy fingers hs spread It on
he tah. and fitted into place the bit
II chain. There could be no doubt
hat It belonged there.