The Brandon news. (Brandon, Miss.) 1892-1961, 1911-06-08
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 a man to
swing because l left him IN my place
Besides, began to have a theory of
my own.
las we entered the car a tall, dark
woman passed us, with glass of wa
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, 1t ex-
planned lot, including that piece of
a woman's necklace. She was fury
Blanche Conway, capable of any
Ming
'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. It
seemed too good to be true, and was
crazy for fear the message had gone.
cat first l was going to send them
to Bronson; then / began to see what
the possession of the notes meant to
money influence, everything. He was
a 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 to 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.
81 think you gentlemen will see rea-
son in my theory now" he said. Mrs.
Conway wanted the notes to force a
legal marriage, suppose?"
eyes"
The detective with the small pack
age carefully rolled off the rubber
band. and unwrapped it. / held my
breath as he took out, first, the Russia
leather wallet.
"rhese things, Mr.. Blakeley, we
found in the seaiskin bag Mr.. Sullivan
saws he left you This wallet, Mr.. Sui
Iivan-is this the one you found on the
floor of the carr"
Sullivan opened it, and, glancing at
,be name inside, Simon Harrington
nodded affirmatively.
nAnd this went on the detective
"this is piece of gold chain?'
at seems to be-" said Sullivan. re-
coiling at the blood-stained end.
.sThis. / believe. is the dagger" He
held it up, and Alison gave faint
cry of establishment and dismas. Sui
livan's face grew CHASTITY, and ne sat
down weakly on the nearest chair
The detective looked at him shrewd-
IT, 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,
breathlessly. her eyes turned on Sui
Ivan. 'Its-its too terTible!"
"Tell him. advised, leaning over
to her. IT win be found out later,
anyhow"
ASK him. she said. nodding toward
Sullivan.
The detective unwrapped the small
hox Alison had brought disclosing the
trampled necklace and broken chain.
with clumsy fingers he spread Il on
the table and fitted into place the bit
n chain. There could be no doubt
thab i belonged there