The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1913-03-08
A NOVELTY IN MYSTERY STORMS
THE SECRET or /
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SAMUEL HOPKINS ADAMS 4
AUTHOR OF AVERAGE JONES ETC]
. OF AVERAGE JONES ErC'


Everything: her being there. ~
actions, her-her apparel, the teWolyy,
you know. and all that"
You've said nothing about jsw-
elry"
Haven't 1? Well. when che
turned"
"Just moment Was it ths 5sv-
elry that you were going to speak ~
when you first accosted her?"
Yes. II was. Some OF Il Wa vory
valuable, Judge. Wasn't 1t found On
the body?"
NO"
mo-" Robbery, then, probably.
Well, she came back 1t q stride. Her
| eyes were alive with anger. There
came a torrent of words from her:
strong words, too. Nothing Of tho
wellbred woman left there. insist
ed on knowing who she was, and -
burst out on me with laughter tnqD
was, somehow. more insulting thom'
her speech. But when told her thae
I'd find out about her I: had 70 ~:
low her into the sea, she Stoupe9
laughing fast enough. Before I 0ou1o
guard myself she had caught ~ ~
rock from the road and let mo hhvo
II. l went over like tenpin. VI
got up. she was wei along tOvara.:
the cliffs. and I never did md -
trail in that maze Of c0pooo a19'
| thickets." n
Show me your relative posltionG
when she attacked you"
| The artist placed Kent, and naOvoos
OF five PAGES. About ike that,S -
said.
Did she throw overland or under.
hand?"
1T was 80 quick hardly know. Dns
should say short overland snap.
1t came hard enough"
II do not like IL at ALL" said Kent
again.
He wandered disconsolately and
with half-closed eyes about the room.
until he blundered into collision win
a cot-lounge In the corner. spread
with cushions. These he heaped up.
| threw his coat over them, stretches
himself out with his feet prUppe0
high on the mound just erected. an0
closed his eyes.
Sleepy ?" inquired SedgWick.
| BUSY" retorted his guest.
Like some more plllowy?"
NO; I'd like ten minutes Of o.
lence." The speaker opened one eye.
AT the end of that time perhaps
you'll think better Of It."
| "Of what?'
"Of concealing an essentially Inn
! eeftaRt part -of- Your experience,
which has to do. ! think. with the
i jewelry"
At the end of the ten minutes, when
Kent opened both eyes. his frieno
forestalled him with another query.
"You say that no Jewels were FOUND
on the body. Was there any other
mark OF Identification"
i IF there was, the sheriff got away
with it before I saw IT,"
How can you be SURF, then, that
the dead woman was my vtsitOrr
bennett mentioned necklace. On
the crushed flesh Of the dead w0man's
neck there is the plain impress Of
jewel setting. Now, come, Sedgwick.
II I'm TO help you In this, you musr
help me. Had you ever seen that
necklace before?'
Yes was the reply, given with
obvious reluctance.
"Where?"
"On the neck of the girl Of my pic
ture."
ing at the lobe until that unoKending
pendant stretched like rubber.
You're sure?" he asked
There couldn't be any mistake.
The stones were matched rose-to-
PAGES; you mightnt find another Ike
it I'm the whole country"
Kent Mhistled. soft and long. I'm
, afraid, my boy" he said at length.
Fro. NA.t
have 10 tell me the whole story Of the
romance OF the pictured face: ana
this time without reservation"
That's what I've oeen guarding
against" retorted the other IT isn't
"A thing that can tell, man to man.
Don't you understand? Oh" he odd
ed savagely, do you misunderstandr,
| NO. ! don't misunderstand," an
swered Kent very gently. II know
! there are things that can't be spoken.
because they are sacred. Yet rye
got TO know about her. Here!
have II. When I'm gone. sit down
and write II out for ME, simply ana
fully. and send 1t 70 my hotel ~ soon
as it is done. You can do that, can't
you?"
Yes. can do. that" decided Ssdg-
wick, after some consideration.
! Good Then give me some dinner.
And let's forget this grisly thing TOR
| a time, and talk OF the old days. WhAf-
ever became of Harkness, OF or
class, do you know"
Between them that evening was no
| further mention of the strange body
in Lonesome Cove
| (continued.)