The Calhoun chronicle. [volume] (Grantsville, W. Va.) 1883-1984, 1912-08-20

until / heard the hall door close, went
out instantly and got my wraps. Many
of the guests had left already. but n
few carriages and cabs were I'm the
square. and linkman seemed busy
in the distribution of unlimited po-
tations. IL occurred TO me that II
Abel had not got the woman's address,
this man might give it to me, and l
put the plain question TO him.
THAT lady who just left" said l..
Ibid she have a carriage or a cab?'
ooh, you mean Mrs. Kevenner," he
answered thickly. she's keb, she
is, allus takes hanson. sir; 1872,
Westbourne Park; l don't want TO ask
when l see her. sir"
THANK you,' said 1, "she has
dropped a piece of jewelry in the hall.
and thought would drive round and
return it to her"
He looked surprised, at the notion,
perhaps, of any one returning any
thing found in a London ballroom;
but / left him with his establishment
and entered my carriage. There
found Abel crouching down under tho
piteous plea that the woman had no
coachman, and that he had failed to
obtain her address.
Never mind that" said /, as we
drove off sharply, what did they say
at the station2"
"They wanted to bring a force OF
police round, and arrest every one
in the house, sir. L had trouble enough
to hold them in, I'm sure. But l said
that we'd sit down and watch If they
made any fuss, and then they gave m
It's agreed now that a dozen men Will
be at the Harrow road station at your
call till morning. They've a wonder
full confidence in you, sir"
It's pity they haven't more con
fidence in themselves-but, anyway
we are in luck. The woman's address
IS 1872, Westbourne Park, and l seem
to remember that it is n square"
I'm sure of It," said he; 'it's q
round square in the shape of an OBJ
long, and one hundred and ninety two
Is at the side near Durham some.
thing or other; we can watch it easily
from the palings."
After this, ten minutes drive
brought us to the place, and I found
it as he had said, the square" being
really a triangle. Number one hun
dred and ninety two was a big house
its outer points gone much to decay
but lighted on its second and third
floors; though so far as l could see
for the blinds of the drawing room
were up, no one was moving. This
did not deter me, however, and, taking
my stand with Abel at the corner
where two great trees gave us perfect
shelter, we waited silently for many
minutes, to the establishment OF the
constable upon the beat, with whom
soon settled; and to his satisfaction
"Ah," said he, 81 knew they was
rum 'uns all along; they owe four
teen pounds for milk, and theil
butcher amt paid; young men goint
in all night, too-why, there's one o.
them there now"
I looked through the trees at hi!
words, and saw that he was right. A
youth in an opera hat and a black
coat was upon the doorstep Of the
house; and as the light of a street
lamp fell upon his face, / recognized
him. He was the boy who had eater
of the jam-tarts so plentifully at Lady
Faber's-the youth With whom Siby
Kavanagh had pretended to have III
acquaintance when she talked TO me
in the conservatory. And at the sigh
of him, l knew that the moment hat
come.
abel" 1 said, it's time you went
Tell the men to bring a short ladder
with them. They'll have to come IL
by the balcony-but only when l make
a sign. The signal will be the crack
ing of the glass of that lamp you Cal
see upon the table there. Did yol
bring my pistol?"
would l forget THAR" he asked
81 brought you two, and look out! fol
you may want mem
81 know that" said 1, "but depend
upon you. Get back at the earlies!
possible moment, and don't act unit
give the signal. 1t will meau that
the clue is complete"
He nodded his head, and disap
peared quickly in the direction where
the carriage was; but l went straight
up to the house, and knocked loudly
upon tho door. To my surprise, il
was opened at once by thick-set man
in livery, who did not appear at all
astonished to see me.
They're upstairs, sir, will you go
up?' said he
Certainly" said I, taking him a.
his word. Lead the way"
This request made him hesitate.
81 beg your pardon" said he, q
think / have made a mistake--I'll
speak TO Mrs. Kavanagh."
Before / could answer he had run
up the stairs nimbly; but / was quick
after him; and when came upon the
landing, 1 could see into the front
drawing room, where there sat the
woman herself, a small and oldish
man with long black whiskers, and
the youth who had just come into the
room, but the back room which gave
off from the other with folding doors
was empty; and there was no light in
It, All this ] perceived in a momen
tary glance, for no sooner had the
serving man spoken to the woman
than she pushed tho youth out upon
( The balcony. and came hurriedly tC
the landing, closing the door behind
her.
why. Mr.. Sutton" she cried. wher
81 T..