The Grenada sentinel. [volume] (Grenada, Miss.) 1868-1955, 1912-07-05
CHAPTER lv-(ContInued).

By Jove, | a my own opinion
about that! knew he must have
seer one before; but l just went on
questioning. to gain time. you know,
and wondering all the while how
should ever be able to break the truth
10 the poor fellow.
Tell me again what he was like"
said. How did you know he was q
Chinaman?"
why, by his long black pigtail,
sir, and his emery color. But never
saw no Chinaman as ugly as this. one
nc sir. Oh, he was just too awful
horrid to look at, sir. His forehead
sloped away back, or maybe thef front
part Of his head being all shaved
made 1t look that way. And the skin
about his eyes was painted white with
red streaks shooting around like rays
of light
NO beard or mustache, l suppose!
1 suggested, feeling my own smooth
shaven face. Jenkins reply was a
surprise:
Yes, sir; there were long black
kin Of rat tails that dropped down
from the sides of his mouth, And
then his neck-ugh-all thick with
woolly hair"
oh. 1t was, eh?" l said drily. think
ing OF the long red stripe that my
collar concealed. 81 suppose you felt
this, Ell, when you jumped at his
%throat?"
Jenkins rubbed his chin with a pug
zled air.
"Whv .hat'e uncommon oueer sir:
but now that you remind me, I do re-
member that his neck felt perfectly
smooth-and 1t wasn't so big. either.
Why, I should say 1t felt Just about
like yours would, sir"
eyed hin ruefully.
by Jove, I don't doubt 1t a min
ute!" I commented with some dis
gust.
We'll, go on with your yarn. You
were telling. when l interrupted, about
rushing into my bedroom"
Yes, SIR he resumed with ANNA
ton. "And when I didn't find you, |
was Just frantic, for l & didn't know you
had gone out, sir-never thought Of
that; l went for the ugly monster
with the big pistol there in the cab
inet-which, by the way, sir, the low
down villain stole when he locked me
up and lit out"
had an inspiration.
II see," l broke in carelessly; IAN
then you demanded to know where
was-that It? Then you backed hin
to hat window, and he told you b.
had chucked me into the street
whereupon you tried to blow OF hi
head and knocked the jolly daylight
out of the lady with the fencing foil.
Jenkins, his mouth agape. viewe'
me with distended eyes.
Il didn't tell you that, sir" he IA
tered. How"
And when you dropped the veal
on" I went on, this chap collared i
.jabbed the bsastly thing into you. an
told you to look at him. And by Jov
you Wouldn't"
Jenkins groaned slightly. Tn
apologize cough with which he strov
to mantle the sound was dry an
sp~iritless.
mo, cir; 1t seemed easier to di
SIR" he muttered-"what with hill
Gr1nning like a flend and his Ion
teeth a-sticking out owe his lip
ugh!" Then he added wonderingly
but what gets me Is how you shoul
know. sir"
looked at him gravely.
Jenkins" I said gently, Il knov
because 1t 70 happens l was here q
the time"
His eyes bulged ~incredulously.
You, sir? You mean In this room
nodded slowly. II met right
this room-I was q witness Of Il
whole thing"
Jenkins just gulped. I motioned
. chair.
You may sit down. jenkins, n
poor fellow" l said compassionate
poured out some whisky and ga
It to him.
You must brace yourself for
great shock, my poor Jenkins" I "a
soothingly. And hen I thought l b,
best hurry on. for I could tell by Il
way his eyes rolled and the blue col
of his lips that probably I was Ju
In time to head on another attac
And then I told him all.
And here" l concluded. ARE Il
marks Of your fingers under my c.
lar, and the pistol II or top Of i
bookcase"
jenkins Just sat there. kind Of hu
died up. you know. and his face
white as the w~hat-you-call-it sno
Didn't seem able to say a word.
Jovs. It was too much for me; 2
heart Just went out to him.
'TtS all right Jenklns." ] said Hi