Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-04-03
Bejuca Is Everywhere.

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Then she went on. leading the way
upstairs. until they came at length TO a
solt Of sanctuary where Madonna faces
looked down from somber inches and
wax lights burned with a scented fame
on d draped and cushioned prayer desk.
Here Miss Valmond, who was in the
lead, went in, and, taking a paper
wrapped parcel from beside the little
altar came back and put it in her
brothers hands and sent him on his
way.
was it from here you saw the thing,
Miss Valmond?" asked Cleek, looking
past her into the dim religious light
Of the sanctuary.
"Oh. no. she made reply. From
window of my bedroom. just on the
other side Of the wall. In here-look!
seer And opened a door to the right
and led them in, touching a button that
flashed an electric lamp into radiance
and illuminated the entire room.
It was a large room done" in dun
oak and dark green after the stately
style of a Gothic chapel, and at one
end there was a curtained recess lead
ing to a large bow window. At the
other end there was a sort of altar
banked high with white flowers, and at
the side there was huge canopied bed
over the head of which hung an i'm
mense crucifix fastened to the wall that
backed up the oratory. 1t was a ma
iestic thing. that crucifix, richly carved
and exquisitely designed. Cleek went
nearer and looked at 1t, his artistic eye
captured by the beauty Of it, and Miss
Valmond. noting his interest, smiled.
MY brother brought me that from
Rome" she said. rs il not divine, Mr.
Headland?"
Yes" he said But you must be
more careful of it, ] fear. Miss Nalmond.
Is il not chipping? Look see! isn't
this a piece Of it, then bent and
picked a tiny curled silver Of wood from
the narrow space between the two
down-dlled pillows OF the bed, holding
it out to her upon his palm. Then of
sudden he smiled, litter the silver To
his nose. smelt it and cast it away.
1.-THE laugh is on me. I fear-it's only a
cedar pairing from a lead pencil. And
now, please, I'd like to investigate the
| window"
! She led him 10 ii at once, explaining
where she stood on the eventful night
where she had seen the two figures pass
and where was the wall door through
which the dying man had been thrust
81 wish I might see that door clear
err" said CleelI: for night had fallen and
the moon was not yet UP. Don't hap.
/ pen to have such a thing as a telescope
or an opera glass. do YOU, Miss Val
monde
My brother has a pair of field glasses
downstairs in his room. Shall l run and
fetch them for you?"
I'D be very grateful if you would,
said Cleek; and moment after she had
gone. Run down and get my sketching
materials out OF the locker, will YOU
Mr. Narkom?" he added. Il want tC
make a diagram Of that house and gar
den" He sat down on the window seal
and for five whole minutes was alone.
The field glasses and the sketchinc
materials We're brought. the garden eN-
amined and the diagram made. Mis-,
Valmond ana Narkom standing by AN,
watching eagerly the whole proceeding
Then, Of Il sudden, That's all'' sait
Cleek. brushing the charcoal dust from
his fingers and swapping the elasti,
band over the sketch book. 81 know
my man at last. Mr.. Narkom. Give m,
until 10 tomorrow night. and then j.
Miss Valmond will let us in here again
Ill capture harrington Edwards re,
handed. as sure a. I'm - living man.
You are sure Of him them"
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