Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-08-06

give me of showing how much loved "a
him. Wasn't it my duty, what wife :
should do? The thought uplifted me.
"None the less, when l entered the
door here and saw all the old familiar
sights, the place where had been
happy, couldn't help breaking down
and crying. had thought it was all
over forever.-the secrecy, the pam,
the struggle, the danger. But nerved
myself, and determined to go through with that,
and worse if necessary for Herberts sake. And, God
willing, Iwould win! -
We'll, you must have heard me crying Do you know
what stopped my tears what too deep-oh far too
deep-for tears? On my dressing table found note
saying that he had left me forever"
John FENTON confronted second time that night
= with wonlans broken heart, knew not what to say
Mrs Elkhurs rose deliberately, with hard, set face,
and replaced the ruby necklace in the case Then she
shrugged her shoulders and turned to him.
@You understand why think of those stones as
drops of blood. WE'LL what shall l do? That's the
question Of can arrange to have the necklace
found is, without publicity or else my friends
life will be ruined also But what about my husband!
81 can't think of him burglar Fenton said, st
impossible. He good natured, SO refined
He had so much charm
~Oh it was precisely that which made him useful"
said Mrs Elkhurst. "Of course he did none OF the
actual work himself-he didn't have that kind of skill.
I've been thinking it over and have come to the con-
csion that he have merely located the jewels or
whatever they after Don't you see? That's why
he was willing visit at my friends houses. l can
remember that he used sometimes to excuse him
self when were all downstairs and up for hand
kerchef or something like that for He
looking about. | have doubt that he watched out
side too while the house was being entered"
"Do you know any others of the gang?" Fenton asked
II suspect only one, Irishman. He came once or
twice here to HERBERT but my husband always man.
aged to keep me away from him."
"An Irishn1an?" Fenton Immediately thought of Man
gus O'Shea
q" rough, ugly looking man, with little reddish eyes,
and black, broken teeth. l think his
Nallerv"
Fenton jumped up and ran back to the room where
he had changed his clothes, returning with the business
card he had seen the Wallets bureau. He handed 1T
to Mrs. Elkhurst.
do you know anything about tha?" he asked.
She looked at it and knit her brows. look in the
telephone book" she said finally, "and what the
number is. / think it's-1ets queer number
something like Wall 9991 I've heard my husband call
it up
Fenton picked up the telephone directory and found
it. wall 9191" he read.
Eyes, think that's it. And now remember
hearing Herbert talking about diamonds, once or
twice"
perhaps it is the headquarters of his gang. be-
lieve it will pay investigating, at rate" Fenton
rose as if to 60.
Investigating what do you mean?" said Mrs. Elk
hurst "Are yOu-yOu re not detectve?" She grew
pale.
night for him one long, extravagant adventure. The
tale was so incredible that he almost ashamed to
tell it; but the womans interest keen and deep
When he Alangus OSheas part of his story she
frowned and nodded: "Ah,' she said when he had
finished, that settles it! what happened
Herbert and Nallery, O'Shea you call him. have
undoubtedly been the track of the Jewels watching
their chance. How they suspected the octoroon
had Them can't but the rest easy. Once having
followed her and YOU they suspected that she had
the eyed cabman entrely-he probably stumbled