Charlevoix county herald., 1911-02-04
CHAPTER XXX.-Continued.

He would probably be accused of
the 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 | didn't want man to
swing because | left him in my place
Besides, l began to have a theory of
my own.
''As we entered the car tall, dark
woman passed us, with a glass of wa
ter r. her hand. and | vaguely remem-
lbef{d 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 message?" | 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
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 / began to see what
the, possession OF the notes meant TO
sse 1t meant power over Bronson
mSHey, 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 10 shut out the sight of the man
she had so nearly married, and | 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, II 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-
son in my theory now" he said Mrs.
Conway wanted the notes to force a
legal marriage, suppose?"
Yes"
The detective with the small pack
ft1l nR hn r,thI I,ar
band, and unwrapped it. / held my
breath as he took out, first, the Russia
lea aer wallet.
'fhese 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
noor of the carr"
Sullivan opened 1t, and, glancing at
the name inside. "Simon Harrington .
nodded affirmatively.
And this" went on the detective
"this is a piece of gold chain?"
TT seems to be- said Sullivan, re-
lcoiling at the blood-stained end.
QgThis, believe, is the dagger" He
held it up. and Alison gave faint
cry Of astonishment and dismay. Sui
livans face grew CHASTITY, and he sat
down weakly on the nearest chair.
The detective looked at him shrewd-
ly. then at Alison's agitated face.
where have you seen this dagger
before, young lady?" he asked, kindly
enough.
"Oh. don't ask me-" she gasped,
ikeathlessly, her eyes turned on Sui
liHan. 'It's-it's too terriblei"
Tell him." advised, leaning over
TO her. "It will be found out later,
anyhow"
ASK him." she said, nodding toward
Sullivan.
The detective unwrapped the small
box Alison had brought. disclosing the
itrampled necklace and broken chain.
with clumsy fingers he spread It on
the table and fitted into place the bit
.of chain. There could be no doubt
hat II belonged there.
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