The Dolores star. [volume] (Dolores, Montezuma County, Colo.) 1901-current, 1912-08-23

her waking hours q night. ma saasn
shape.
She vas alone In the prsssaes q :
burglar.
In her fright and horror she lay,
following In = maze the mans smooth
dexterity ~ he handled the offsets
On the dressing table.
Tho man moved from the drsasino
table: = door crcaked. She looked up
10 see his square shoulders disappear
Ing Into the closet.
Her blood icapcd and couraed
through her veins. Her fears dropped
from her. She was no longer fright.
ened. helpless little woman. She
slipped from the bed: her noineless
feet skinned the floor just before
she reached the closet they caught In
rug She stumbled; her out.
stretched hand hit the door, u
swung to with bang. Instantly she
was up her fingers rrasping the key.
She turned II and leaned breathless
but triumphant against the panel.
There was a moment Of quiet.
Neither she nor the burglar moved.
Then the knob Of the door was turned
gently The man breathed heavily ~
he braeed himself to break the lock.
Again her fears were upon her. Her
shaking knees failed her; she was
sinking to the carpet when q louder
rattle OF the knob behind stiRened
her to life.
She started to run. The floor rose
to meet her, but she kept on TIL she
reached the hall
Murder! Murder!" Only . wills
per came to her lips.
Murder! Murder!" A thin. Quavsr
Ing falsetto.
"what IL II, madam What ID itY~
exclaimed big man. struggling with
. collar button 1t the hack 81
his neck.
"A man." sasped Miss Bartlstt. =
man"
"A man. madam, mani"
eyes. yes; = burglar. He went into
the closet. locked him In"
"Whyf What the devii!" exclaimed
the big man. when he opened the
closet.
mo. Johnson, I deny the tender -
pellation.
"what In thunder. Atterbury. are
you doing locked up In your own
closet?"
well. Sammy. that's something !
wish you would explain"
Ben! O Bsn!" Miss Bartlett
pushed 10 the csnter d IL group
and seissd Mr.. Attsrbury b the am.
why. Aunt Lacy. Aunt Lnsys
What IRE yos Aoing haeol- s--44s4..
"But Asst Lscy. bow ~ - 49,
hsrer
Il came to - LuciIs. whsss's ~
burglar" she demanded pesring
around into the closet.
"Thers Isn't any burglar that Z
know Of. Who locked me In thersY.
"why. l did. thought thought
you we're . burglar"
"But don't undsrstand. How ~
you come here II my ROOM
your rooms Lncils said Il vas NJ
room"
Seems to ne things are Q little
mixed. IIuciis lives two blocks fron
here"
Miss Bartlett's bswildsrsl syss
wandered from one to the othse q
tho three gentlemen. y sss hos 4
To-" she said q last. I've rot intO
the wrong house. I'm just . stspiA
old woman"
Supported on Ben's strong arm. tho
street Tampa blinked merrily q her
through the whirling fakes. and the
wind that caught her skirts and
whipped In her face. was but dec
ful winter gale.
do come In. hen: Do come in,s
she urged at the door. Don't lsavs
me TN I and out whether I4uclls n
hunting Tor me among the lost ar
,icles II the police statios o. h lrag.
ging the river"
Aunt 1.ncy!" 3 voice cried frOm
The hall above. Flying feet. noatins
irapcriss. Q vision o.. dishsvsls1
golden hair. and she was seizsi h .
wsrm embrace. n havs hunted--
Good evening. Mr.. Attsrbury." from :
remote distance.
"IIucile." said Miss Bartlett. ~.
EMMY. 4 came nsar getting Bsa
murdered. Yes. murdered she ~
peaied 10 response to 1A,cile's incred.
ulous expressioa. ~lis'li tell yos an
about Il want to get IN thess
things. They are lnch-deep In snow.
Take him Into the psSior. i'll ~
hack in . minute. ! have acme buxi.
ness wsht 10 eoasult hiri aboUt."
shs called hsck hall way ~ The
stairs.