New Ulm review., 1913-07-16
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"We'll talk abolt the fee when l de-
liver the goods" replied the detective
quietly. II am sorry to dismiss you,
but have to catch train" s.
..But l wanted you to begin at once"
he protested.
impossible" said Mr.. Kayton short
y, buttoning his gloves. ,.. i
"But-but-when"-
II will be at your house at o'clock
In the morning" returned Mr. Kayton.
Bruce drew a long breath OF relief.
"You're not going far. then?'
''Only to Albany" replied Mr.. Kay
ton. Il will return on the last train
tonight" &
Bruce sighed. "Well, suppose it's
the best we can do" he said, as they
shook hands at the foot Of the eae-
vator. but did want to choke those
morning papers OF some way"
Again that faint smile 1ickered across
Mr.. Kayton's face.
'sDon't worry about the morning pa
pers, Mr.. Argyle" be said. There
Win be news from Albany tonight tbat
VIII make them forget about you"
"Well. we're to draw the curtains and
air the room, are ye nOt?'
II was the morning after the inter-
view just narrated, and Finley, the OLD
butler of the Argyle household, glover
"a upon young Topp, the cockney foot
man. Bruce Argyle had given orders
that the library should be opened and
made ready for the reception Of Mr.
Kayton, and Topp was objectdng.
"'Appen / am" he retorted sullenly
but do l ave to do it alone, Mr.. FIJI
lev. or do I ave 'elp?"
.What ails ye, Topp?" demanded the
butler, though he knew well enough.
They stood at the open door OF the IL
brary.
1.-THE same thing that's ailin' you,
likely" growled the footman. Il naln't
poan' alone into the bloomin' tomb"
Finley eyed him in scorn. "Aw' ye're
worse than the wimmin. WHAT'S TO
hurt We? Come on in wit yer
He strobe bravely into the gloomy
apartment and in the dim light STUN
bled over a chair Topp suppressed
veil. and both stood shivering.
"What's that?" demanded the foot
man In q quavering voice.
ats a chair" res ended the butler,
striving in vain to ak unconcerned-
". "Sit down on it,
Topp shook his head and shivered
again as he gazed about the darkened.
massive room. 81 hain't the sort O
bloke who sticks at thing" he de-
clared. "but l don't fancy a room
where 'orrors ave 'appened."
The older man had recovered MS
noise. and he boldly drew back the
curtain and opened window.
"Mister Argyle was as good mas
ter as iver lived" he said cheer1ly
"Why shud We be afeared O. the pace
where he died?'
"'E may have been good man,
Mister Finley-but e died hunnat-
ural DEATH
Finley snorted. 'I'm thinkin' yer sin
abilities are too refined for yer walk
in life. Ye may be called upon to 90
worse things than to open the W1ndles
on tn scenes Of murder-God Will
limp
Topp. in the meantime, had opened
another window, and the draft from
the two caused the door into the hall to
swing softly to and shut with click.
Both men wheeled as if pistol had
gone off behind them.
"Thats imp yelled Topp. And the
next instant he was down the hall, al
most upsetting Bruce Argyle, who was
coming to inspect the library.
"Whats the matter with Topp," ne
demanded. Old man Finley gulped
hard.
"1ts his nerves, SIR" he said un-
steadily. Hes got the fear O the
ROOM"
Young Argyle glanced about uncom-
fortably. "Oh" he said slowly. LET
in all the sunlight you can, Finley.
There never were windows enough
here" He turned to another door that
opened into the farther part OF the
house. 'Ts this door unlocked?
'Not yet, SIR
Bruce unlocked it. The door opened
Immediately into pretty sunllt morn
ing room, and soft voice hailed MIN
from the window seat.
"Are you there, Bruce!'
Eyes. Come in. Man."
In obedience to his summons there
entered dainty, blue eyed damsel OF
about twenty-five. so finely and e1-
quisitely nodded that she looked ike
porcelain. She gave a timid glance
about the interior of the room.
Having this room opened
Finley approached. What time am
1 to expict the defective, sir?' he in
quired.
ANY time, now" Bruce replied, ana
Finley withdrew with bow.