The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1911-12-12


 had taken two lives and escaped un- seen. Revolver in hand and deter mined to search every nook and cor ner. l began with the front chambers, sounding their walls, testing the floors and feeling my way about until con- vinced I had left no inch unexplored. Miss Dunn was in the third room visited, calling out in hysterical voice to my rap, begging to know what I wanted, yet urging me to leave her alone. She was so thoroughly fright ened that, after finding her door lock ed, endeavored to reassure her, but heard nothing in return except the girls sobs. I left her to her misery.
 | CHAPTER XII.
 4 REBEL STILL.
 r SEARCHED two other rooms, in.
 cluding the one wherein I had
 found Navarre's body. This
 knew was Jeans chamber, yet was in no way surprised at not discov. ering her there, as the memory of the murder would be sufficient to keep her from venturing within. Every. thing I touched reminded me of her However, I found nothing disturbed and no evidence that any one had been there since the removal of the lieu tenants body. My heart was beat ing rapidly as came forth once more into the hall and tried the door of the apartment opposite. It was locked and I rapped softly. There was a rus tie within, then Jean's voice:
 "Who is it?"
 'Lieutenant King. Win you speak with me a moment?"
 heard Athe lock turn, the door open creakingly, and she stood before me her face calm, but her eyes troubled
 "what Is 1t? What has happened ! You have been fighting below?"
 "Yes.. Miss Denslow, but nothing that reed alarm you. Affairs have changed svery rapidly. but you car remain here in perfect safety. The Federal troop of cavalry that came to my assistance. was suddenly fired on by parties concealed in the shrub bery. We lost a number of men. but the survivors succeeded in getting into the house and have driven their as sailants back. Just now it is quiei on both sides, but the truce probably is not lasting"
 ''What soldiers came to aid your"
 "A troop of Ohio cavalry, under guidance of one of my scouts"
 .Not-not Bill DanielsY' And fol the first time realized that sht shared with me the belief that this man was responsible for the many horrors of the night.
 "No, he was not with them," I as sured her, clasping her hand in sud den desire to give comfort. "He nov is in the Federal lines, and has no been here at all Whoever the mur derer may be- he is not Daniels"
 "Are you sure?"
 Absolutely so; O'Brien, who is or guard wonder, asserts that Daniell was never out of his sight until after they returned to camp. He is sim pie hearted Irish lad and. believe speaks the truth
 She looked from my face down ir the hall to where the lad was barrel! visible amid the far shadows, hel hand still within mine, as if she cluns to me uneonsciously. Then her eye. came back questioningly to my own
 "What-what is he doing there?"
 Merely watching the hall while search the rooms.''
 ''Why should you search the rooms ?"
 Because we cannot afford to b, taken by surprise from the rear. am hunting for the secret passage
 isis that why you stationed hin way back thereY'
 The question was innocent enough natural enough, yet instantly it awoks my suspicion. She knew now wher, that entrance was-she may not hay, known before. Donald must have stil been in the hall when she came up stairs, and he had been compelled tt reveal to her his means of escape iron the house. And we must have guess ed right, for it was O'Brien's position that alarmed her. Perhaps could sur prise the girl into partial confession. |, "I stationed him there,". said quiet ly, "because. 1 believe that flrepIac, hides the secret. Now we are goin, to find out"
 For an instant thought the shot ha, carried home. Then her eyes smiled almost mockingly.
 | "That is very bright of you, I an sure, but really think you are mis taken. Have you searched all th rooms?'
 "An except those to the rear."
 'I have never looked into those my self" she confessed. May 1 go witt you? Truly, l am as anxious to un cover this mysterious passage as yo1 are"
 Certainly you may go with me-" answered carelessly. "But the room can wait; that big chimney looks t me the more promising" Gro Be Continued.) f l. New York-Some miscreant turna on the gas in Mrs. Sarah Payne bird and fish store and killed mor than 700 birds, goldfish, and white mic Portsmouth, N. H. = Rather tha