The Washington times., 1913-10-05

" s' s''ss''s' !, shall be there
Slowly she turned away
from him and moved toward the door,
dragging her feet as If every impulse
Of life were dead within her. He
watched her. and his strong face bore
evidence sof the terrific conflict in his
soul
'Lucene,' he exclaimed, harshly. She
stopped and turned He had gripped
the stair post with one hand and held
II hard. Perspiration stood out on his
forehead and his features worked spas
medically. Il can't-can't let you do
it, he painted. under his breath. She
did not catch the words and drew
quickly closer. She put hand on his
rigid arm and looked up into his face.
which gradually resumed fits wonted
passiopless expression.
Its nothing-nothing.'' he said. lit
tie huskily. AT 2 oclock-go, gor'
When she had gone Mr.. Andrew crept
softly to the table and opened the book
from which Mr.. Wainwright had read
the question to his wife He produced
small black card. slipped it between the
leaves. SO that half of it protrnded-and
tnen went 10 the STAIRS.
1t was some time later when Mr.
Andrew returned to the living room
having convinced himself that his or.
ders were being carried. out above-ana
found Mr.. Marshall there, looking about
him with the air of man who has lost
something,
Pardon me, sir; were you looking for
some one?- inquired Mr.. Andrew defer
entially.
''Yes-Mr Wainwright" replied the
secretary.
He will be here directly. SIR"
Thanks
He had not long to wait for his en-
ployer Mr.. Wainwright entered con-
tefte5ly, putting cigar, and addressed
his secretary:
Hello. Marshall, Taking a little res
pite from the fatigues of campaign COR
respondence?'
Yes. I'm bit tired. It's quite q
grind" replied the secretary, gazing
slowly all about the room.
We'll, sit down for a bit" invited Mr..
Wainwright. dropping carelessly onto a
oivaE, It'll we outline my Friday
speech at the Garden"
Rather an important speech-that is,
sir" said the secretary, taking a seat
beside him.
yes" agreed Mr.. Wainwright in the
same tone. Have cigar"
Marshall accepted with thanks and as
Mr.. Wainwright leaned over to hold
light for him he said. suddenly dropping |
his :wefIs$ yeaGs; |
Il might as well be frank" returned |
Ar. Marshall coolly. Its got me
sturnped."
Mr.. Marshall slowly shook his head. |
How long ago did you get this first red |
card:" .. .....
Two months"
No black card YETI
Not yet
''The-er-sender of these mysterious
cards claimed to be Henry Aliens
brvther?'
Yes" 4
He didn't appear at the trial?' 1
"Ncbodys seen him i'm fifteen years" l
declared his employer with certainty. 4
And the second red card you received Il
The day. after you had received the nom
ination for governor? II
Yes And believe me or not" he add
ed, with nothing more than that to
go on ] was almost sorry i had accept
ed the nomination"
''Why?' asked Mr.. Marshall. keenly
What's that got to do with it,
Mr.. Wainwright Shrugged his should
-
The detective rubbed his chin in ST.
ence for . moment and studied his en-
ployeT a little doubtfully. -
Look here, Mr. Wainwright" he said
al last, little grimly. Its a delicate
point to touch on with a man, but
I've got to do II.
Your wife's& worried about some
thing" the detective blurted out.
Have you ever told her about the
cards?"
L ,
mo. ] did not wish to worry her"
Have you questioned herr
Ye-es" admitted Mr.. Wainwright.
slowly
What did she ssy.?" the detective
cut in.
Mr.. Wainwright looked embarrassed.
i can't very well tell you that" he said :
With visible hesitation. But IL was a |
pretty little sentimental reason that !
seemed natural enough
1iuh. remarked Mr.. Marshall. enis- {
:
NJ. wainwright dropnec into q
hair at the table and absent1y played |
! lth the book OF poems. {
You think the gentleman who sends I
he cards is a harmless crank?" he
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