Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1913-05-06
THE SECRET OF LONESOME COVE
BY SAMUEL ADAMS

a very pretty problem. Why didn't
you tell me of your meeting with Sc
mon P. Groot2"
"Who?"
THE patriarch in the circus wag-
on. .
"Ohl I'd forgotten. Why, when
was trying to trail the woman
CHANGED upon him and asked II ne
had seen her. He hadn't"
He had. Also he heard a terrified
cry shortly after The cry, he thought.
was in a mans voice. Simon P. Groot
servation."
a mans voice in a cry? What
could that mean?''
"Oh, any one of several hundred un-
thinkable things said Kent pa
tient1y.
watt She must have attacked
some other man, as she did me. She
was going to a rendezvous, wasn't
she Then she and the man she
went to meet quarreled, and he killed
her by throwing her over the Cliff"
And the handcnffs?"
Sedgwicks hands went to his head.
"rhat, of course, is the inexpllcable
thing. But don't you think that was !
the way she met her death?"
No.
Then what do you think?"
Never mind that at present. The
point is that Simon P. Groot naturally
supposed you to have been mixed up
in whatever tragedy there was going.
You've an unfortunate knack OF
manufacturing evidence against your
self, Hedgwick. The redeeming feature
Is that the sheriff can't very well use
it to arrest you"
II don't see why
why, he has the body safely
buried, now. You'll remember that he
was in great hurry to get 1t buried.
Identification is what he dreaded.
Danger of identification Is now over.
If anyone should be arrested, the
body would be exhufned and the
danger would return in aggravated
form. No; he wants you suspected.
not arrested"
He is certainly getting hts wishi"
For the present. Well, I'm off"
why don't you move your things
from the hotel and stay here with
me?" suggested Sedgwick.
Getting f1ervous?" inquired Kent.
"It isn't that; but / think I could
make you more comfortable"
Kent shook his head. THANK you;
but I don't believe I'd better. When
I'm at work on q case Z 1 need
privacy"
And so you stick to a public hotel!
Queer notions you have Of privacy
mot at all. A hotel is absolutely
mine to. do with as / please. as long
as 1 pay my bills. I'm among
strangers; I'm not interfered with.
No house, not even a mans own, can
possibly be so private as strange
hotel"
Perhaps you're right" admitted
the other, with a laugh; then, 1apsing
into pronounced gloom for the first
time, he said, 1T seems pretty
tough that should be in all this coil
and tangle because a crazy woman
happened by merest chance to make
call on me-"
Kent's pipe giowed in the darkness
and silence before he replied Then
he delivered himself as follows:
"Sedgwick' puff ITO"
forget IL you can"--puff-puff--"th
stuff about the crazy woman"-puff--
puff-puff.
Forget 1t? How should I? why
should I?'
se"-puff-"you're absolute
ly on puff--puff-"wrong track.
Good night"
Slowly Kent climbed the road to
the crest of the hill; then stopped
and looked back into the studio,
which had sprung into light as soon
as he left. Sedgwick's figure doomed,
tall and spare, in the radiance. The
artist was standing before his easel,
looking down at it fixedly. Kent
knew what it was that he gazed on,
and as the lovely wistful girl-face
rose in his memory he sighed, a little.
81 mustn't forget that quest" he
said. Poor old Sedgwick!"
ITO BE Continued Tomorrow