The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1913-12-18

amone the different families con-
cerned that hope to find the Key "
the puzzle. And there again iooA
for your help. 80.
Consider, Mr.. Van Vechten: It's a
far cry from the murder OF an op
scure. unimportant young man heie
in New York to Temple Bonner III
ENGLAND, whose name in any language
means unlimited wealth and power.
He and his family own no lnconsidei,
able portion of the worlds secona
CITY. He is inaccessible to all ordi'
nary methods of approach, and by
virtue of his position and afilllatlohs
a force to be reckoned with even ny
the ruler he has elected to owe alle-
glance to. But it has become unmls-
taxable that a binding cord leaus
through the maze of Intervening
events, uniting Temple Bonner anu
Jim O'Neill as surely as if they walked
hand in hand.
Now you are privileged to associ'
ate with such people; you are one OF
them. am not. That's how you can
help me-"
The young man surveyed him curl
ously, perhaps a little admlrlngiy.
There was a noticeable tone OF re-
spect in the question which ne pres
emily asked.
Flint, how did you come to be bur
rowing into the past, and raking up
old dead, forgotten romances"
You supplied the hint" was the
quiet answer when you said that
the house had not been rented through
the regular channels-that is to say,
by application at the estates offices
a moments reflection told me that
possession of the house could have
been obtained only in one other way,
namely, by direct authority of Mr..
Bonner himself. Rather extraordinary,
Ell? 1t was while trying to verify this
conclusion that stumbled upon the
rest"
IF your information is exact, the
old place over yonder-Lord, what
would Josephine think is she knew
how it had been exciting the clubs
curiosity for 10, these many moons!-
If you are correct, then it is her old
home-her birthplace-the house
from which she was married. Well,
we'll, WE'LL"
The marriage had not been happy
one, and the speaker paused. There
was a quality in the detectives silence
and intent attitude that seemed subtly
to encourage the young mans remi-
niscent vein, for after giving the un-
fortunate union a brief mental turn.
ing over, Van Vechten dismissed it
and went on.
Josephine had a twin sister-Hen-
rietta-been dead for years and years.
She too made an unlucky match, be-
lieve-people, you know, don't talk
about such things. l know next to
nothing about it. Must have been
some gay times in that old house."
Mr.. Flint Of sudden leaned for
ward and fixed Van Vechten with a
look that arrested and held his atten-
ton.
"Now then, Mr.. Van Vechten," he
had grown all at once compelling. IF
the yelled lady you saw Sunday after
noon-the one who came in the taxi
If she did not resemble Miss Carew,
then wasn't it Mrs. Devereaux that
you were reminded of"
"Wait, Flint. watt" the other
checked him. "She was young lady
mind"
"Still," insisted the detective, you
thought at first glance-before you
saw that she was young lady-that
she was Mrs. Devereaux--isn't that
so?"
For long time Van Vechten sal
scowling at the table. BY and by he
looked up and his regard encountered
the detectives.
II believe you are right, Flint" hi
admitted at last. ut was the difference
In years that fooled me. Until real
lied my mistake believed the veilei
lady to be Josephine Devereaux."