The Elbert County tribune., 1912-06-14

puhSdioW. BuI IL was now 100 late 10
call him back and make sure. And
this verandah. still and empty as it
was, softly lighted by lanterns depend
ent from its roof. was to him a small
oasis In world of darkness. With
out advice he was lost. could find his
way no other where. He would have
simply 10 walt until the house
hold came to life, or until by his own
efforts he succeeded in quickening It,
He tried to do this latter to the
best of his ability by tapping a sum
mons on the door jamb. Through the
wire insect-screens broad hallway
and a staircase rising to the upper
floor were visible. Limp. cool-looking
rugs conceived in pleasing color
schemes protected the hardwood floor
ing To the right door stood ajar
and permitted a broad shaft of light
TO escape from the room beyond. On
the ether hand similar door. like
wise open. showed DINNER glow.
TWO other doors we're closed:
O'Rourke assumed that they led to
the kitchen Offices.
Having waited a few moments with
out event. the Irishman knocked Sec
ond time. and would have knocked
third when he thought better of 1t
and glanced at his watch. It was only
matter of ten minutes after eight;
strictly interpreting the intent of
Sypher's invitation, he was trifie
early. Presumably the servants we're
all out of earshot. preoccupied with
preparations for the meal; while
Sypher and his niece were most prob
ably still dressing.
With an impatient air O'Rourke
turned back to the veranda A ham
mock In one corner was swinging idly
in the breeze. number of wicker
armchairs stood about, invitingly fur
nished with cushions. O'Rourke Sc
lected one and disposed himself to
wait.
After five minutes he frowned
thoughtfully and lit cigarette.
Faith. 'tis fine surprise he's CIV
en- me-" he said. irresolute But 1t
cant be premeditated insult. Why
should 1t be? And they cant all be
out 'Tis sorry | am let that driver
go; more than likely this will be the
wrong house entirely. That must be
the trouble. I'll just go. quietly fold
up me tent and decamp before the in
habitants. II any there be. discover
me and run me off the premises
But at the head of the steps, with
foot poised to descend. something re-
strained him; 1t would be difficult to
say what. unless 1t were the unbroken
steadfast, uncanny quiet I'll have a
look" he determined suddenly; per
haps :"
He turned to the right and stopped
before long. open window, looking
into what seemed to be Il music room
and library combined Brilliantly IL
Illuminated by hanging lamps of un-
usual brilliancy, the interior was clear
ly revealed. And with an abrupt ex-
clamation the adventurer entered. feel.
ing for the revolver, to carry which
had of late become habitual with him
The room was simply furnished. IL
tastefully. There was grand piano
near the veranda windows with a mu-
sic rack and cabinet near by. Dis
persed about the floor were few COM
Portable chairs. rug of rare Orien-
tai texture. two consoles adorned with
valuable porcelains. In the middle of
the room stood draped center-table
Uttered with books and magazines; to-
ward the back long. tiat-topped desk.
And against the rear wall, ordinarily
hidden by folding screen of Japan
ese manufacture. now swept aside,
was small steel safe. Upon this
O'Rourke's attention was centered.
He remarked that 1t looked new and
very strong; 1t was open, disclosing
variety of pigeonholes more or less
occupied by docketed documents, and
smaller interior strong-box.
Between the desk and the safe man
lay prone and quite motionless. He
was dressed for a ceremonious dinner.
and apparently had been struck down
in the act of stepping from his desk
to the safe. For beyond all doub. he
had been murdered. The haft of a
knife protruded from his back. buried
to its hilt just beneath his left shoul-
der-blade.
O'Rourke moved over to the body
and lifted 1t by the shoulders, turn
ing the face to the light. Then. with
a low oath. he dropped it.
A small sound, so slight as to be all
but indistingulshable. penetrated
ORourke's stupefaction. He stood
erect, looking about. telling himself
that the noise resembled as much as
anything the hushed cry OF child
sobbing in sleep. soft and infinitely
pathetic. Unable to assign its source
elsewhere. he attributed 1t to the
stricken man at his feet; and in des-
perate hope that the pulse of life
might still linger In Sypher's body, he
knelt, withdrew the knife. turned the
corpse upon its back. and laid his ear