The Yale expositor. (Yale, St. Clair County, Mich.) 1894-current, 1913-07-03


But here the door opened and a
boy brought in line which had been
left at the desk. 1t related to the
very matter then engaging them, and
ran thus
Il see that information is desired as
to whether any person was seen to
stoop to the lobby floor last night at
or shortly after the critical moment
OF Miss Challoner's fall in the half
story above. / can give such infor-
nation. was In the lobby at the time,
and in the height of the confusion fol-
lowing this alarming incident, / re-
! member seeing a lady-one OF the
new arrivals (there were several COM
ing in at the time)-stoop quickly
down and pick up something from the
floor. | thought nothing OF it at the
time. and so paid little attention to
| her appearance. ! can only recall
the suddenness with which she
stopped and the color of the cloak she
wore. IL was red, and the whole gar
ment was voluminous II you wish fur
Their articulars-though in truth, I
have no more to give, you can find me
in room 356.
HENRY A. MELROY."
"Humph! This should simplify our
task" was Mr.. Gryce's comment, as
he handed the NOTE over TO SweetYa-
ter. you can easily find out IL the
lady, now on the point OF departure,
can be Identified with the one de-
-scribed by Mr.. McElroy. If she can,
am ready to meet her anywhere"
And SO i happened that ssYst as Mrs,
out OF her trunks, there appeared in
the doorway before her. an elderly
gentleman, whose expression, always
benevolent, save at moments when
benevolence would be quite out of
keeping with the situation, had for
some reason, so marked an effect up 4
on her. that she colored under his eye,
and, indeed, showed such embarrass-
ment, that all doubt OF the propriety !
of his intrusion Vanished from the old
mans mind, and with the ease of one
only too well accustomed to such |
scenes, he kindly remarked:
Am I speaking to Mrs. Watkins
OF Nashville?"
"You are" she faltered, with anoth.
er rapid change OF color. "I-I am
just leaving. l hope you will excuse
me. L"
Il wish could" he smiled, hobbling
in and confronting her quietly in her
own room. But circumstances make
1t quite imperative that l should have
a few words with you on topic which
need not be disagreeable to you. and
probably will not be. My name Is
Gryce. A beautiful and charming
young woman died here last night.
May ! ask II you knew herr"
II? l never saw the young lady.
Why do you ask? do not recognizes
your right II"
Mr.. Gryce made one Of his low bowst
and propping himself against the
table he stood before. remarked
clvilly:
L had rather not force my rights. |
thought perhaps you could tell me
which would aid me in my
effort to elicit the real facts of the
case. You were crossing the lobby at
he time" ,
Yes" She raised her head. so
we're a dozen others"
"Madam"-the interruption was
made in his kindliest tones, but in
way which nevertheless suggested au-
hority. Something was picked up
rom the floor at that moment. Am
lot correct7 Didn't you see a certain
'erson-I will mention no names
toop and pick Up something from
he lobby floor?"
No" The word Game out with
tartfiug violente. But her lips 6alv.
red, and her cheeks were white, toe
'hite nov for simple indignation.
'Then haye made a big mistake" |
bologized the eyer-courteous detect.
re. win you psrrcn me? It would
ave sAtled a very serious question II
could 30 found that the object thus :
licked up vas the weapon which
He'd Miss Challoner That Is tny ex.
Use for the trouble have given Won.
The door burst open, and a Young
- DCNANCA iAANO AhN TOOult with rye | |
cry cry:
"All ready, mother Pm glad we z
e going to the Clarendon. hate ho-
Is where people die almost before "7
'ur eyes"
The cloak which enveldped the girl
as red, and full enough to lie called -
luminous. oil
who Ii this?" demanded tire girl %,
r indignant glances flashing from a..
e to the other. Wv
Il don't know" faltered the mother w
very evident distress. HE saws ""
has a right to ask us questions
d he has been asking questions + b
.
Not about me-" laughed the girl. sen
IN a toss of her head. "He can have mil
thing to say about me-" And she br,
gan to move about the room in an son
Mess, half-insolent way. nr,,
dr Gryce stared hard at the few re- pli,