Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1911-01-05

such fatality. he had taken the
same decision" In death he would
join his parents, and he begged Law
yer Marcadian to look after his sis
ter Evelyne. It Is feared there has
been double suicide, In which case
the mystery will be shrouded for
ever.
So Polydore had done what I wished
him to do from the bottom OF my
heart. But had he made reparation1
At once doubt assailed me. How
did know that his letter was sincere,
How could be sure that he had done
Justice? Yes, remembered his words
perfectly, my suicide would easily be
attributed to the grief which the ACCT.
dent you invented has caused me-"
! also remembered that he added,
'But the suicide that am disposed to
commit, would 1t be SUFFICIENT pun.
ishment for my crime?"
threw the Newspaper down and sat
with closed eyes, thinking. What re-
tributton could he have made? There
was mono that he could inflict that
could 30 In proportion to his terrible
act.
The material point for me was not
whether Polydore was dead or living.
The essential was that he must be like
I was, as though he were dead. then he
would be safe from police investiga.
ton. So long as neither Polydore nor
could be found there was no chance
of their discovering the truth. Bit
to hope that Polydore's fate would
come about by sort Of miracle ana
1 Ia - kAA ~,h3 knA ~ a.
the shelter where was would be pure
madness.
At this moment my host came In to
see me. I pushed the newspapers un.
der the bed cOverlet. Over his, arm,
tailor fashion, he carried lot Of cloth.
ing, which he placed on chair. This
morning he took the role Of IN atten.
tive valet. His eyes shone with Joy
he could not dissimulate. He held out
his hand cordially to me and said:
"voyonsl Tell me. mon ami this ID
between Ourselves--was 1t q crime or
an accident?'
He had read the papers! He had
seen my photograph. was ct his
"Ma foil" I replied. II don't know
myself"
"Allons." he said, Laughing. "Ths
police won't get you Net. You are OF In
estimable vaiue to me. Yesterday Of
fered you 5000, O00-$10O,0OO for Mar.
cadian, 800 900 for Charles Douglass.
Today I would not let you 60 for dou-
BILE that sum. would not let Bar
rabas. tho sculptor go for 100000.
You have nothing to fear from me, my
friend"
He called my his friend. felt at
ease.
"Ah!" he continued, In bantering
tone, 80 you are not a lawyer; you
are an artist. said you were an odd
individual. Look at those ridiculous
full trousers you. wear and that
squashed hat and the La Valliere neck
tie Hereafter you must show more
taste in your dress, Douglass. A re-
spectacle American citizen would not
dress like thatl"
He spread before me complete suit
Of clothes Of the newest cut. On the
chair he had placed . modish hat, q
white shirt and tan shoes
dumped out Of bed.
That's right; 60 and make your
ablutions. I'll smoke cigar while
wait"
| was soon dressed in my new out
ft When was ready Mr.. Kingsley
looked hard at me for moment. then
said:
Are you not little short sighted ;"
II am replied, "but my vanity
would never let me wear glasses"
| Il have thought of everything. he
said. "Try these and see the effect"
He opened case and drew out q
pair Of gold trimmed spectacles. He
slipped the thin gold wires oyer my
ears.
| Its marvelousl" he said. admir-
ingly. "And then, IN the bargain, you
speak English like Conan Doyle" He
chuckled. "Now luncheon IL ready,
and Mademoiselle Lucie must be get
ting impatient"
AS entered the dining room saw
q lovely girl. with bright, bold eyes.
She was filling the crystal vases with
brillian masses OF flowers. She had
arranged q garland Of roses on the
table cloth with pretty taste OF har-
mony. She turned round and greeted
me with q charming smile and bow.