The Calhoun chronicle. [volume] (Grantsville, W. Va.) 1883-1984, 1912-08-06


write n line OF explanation to your
nephew-and there's an end OF the
| matter"
you think SOP" he cried eagerly.
"Why not" said I, "since he re-
turned the jewels to your"
But he didn't" he INTERRUPTED.
cringing in the chair at his confession
of lie; "he didn't; and he'd prose
cute me; he hates me, and this is his
! opportunity, dye see?"
DO you mean to say" I exclaimed,
beginning to understand the situation.
that you took the case without his
! PERMISSION"
Yes, yes" he mumbled, "they were
so beautiful, such work! You know
what work they were. l saw them at
| the wedding, and was sure that
should not have parted with them.
meant to send him q check against
| them-and when no one was looking
! I put what I thought was the case
| into my pocket, but it was the wrong
one. God help me, Sutton, what shall
1 do?"
Now it seemed to me that this was
| one of the most delightful comedies
I had ever assisted at Technically,
Lord birmingham was thief, and I'M
doubtedly BERTHE Watts could have
! prosecuted him had he chosen, though
the probability of his getting a con-
! viction was small. But 1t was very
! evident to me that here was the boys
opportunity. and that IN the interest
Of his pretty wife I should make the
| ~ f,Aa =
my first card with necessary holiness.
Undoubtedly the case is very SER
ious for YOU" said 7, apparently with
sympathy, and t Is made the more
serious from the strange relations ex-
| listing between your nephew and your
self. You know the law, I doubt not,
as we'll as 1 do; and that once a
| prosecution has been initiated at Scot
land Yard it is impossible to with
draw without trial. Mr.. Watts
might get into serious trouble for COM
pounding a felony; and I might suffer
with him as one in the conspiracy.
But l tell you what I will DO; I'll
write to him tonight and sound him.
Meanwhile, let me advise you to keep
out Of the way, for / can't disguise
the fact that you might be arrested"
He gave a great scream at this. and
/ the perspiration rolled from him, fall
ing In great drops upon the CARPET.
"Oh, Lord" he kept muttering. ooh,
that 1 should have been such con-
summato fool!--oh, heaven help me!
To think Of it--and what it will cost,
I could cry, Sutton,-cry like a child"
l Gained him down with difficulty.
~ irs no
a cab with positive assurance that
I would not communicate with Scot
land Yard Then 1 wrote to Folke-
stone letter. the precise contents
OF which are immaterial, but the re-
spouse to which was IN the form of
telegram as follows:--
"Am inexpressibly shocked and
panied, but the law must take its
course"
/ put this into my pocket without
any delay and went over 90 Harning-
hams house in Park Lane. He had
been up all night they told me, and
the doctor had just left him; but
found him suffering only from an
onervatlng fear, and white as the
cloth on the breakfast table before
him
Wen" he said. what is It. what
does he say? VIII he prosecute me?"
I handed him the telegram for ans
wer. and I thought he would havo
swooncd lie did not know that had
in my pocket another letter from his
nephew, IN which Master BERTHE I'm
formed me that I was the best chap
ia the world" and I saw no reason