The Dickson County herald. (Dickson, Tenn.) 1907-1979, 1914-01-09

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the compression OF ten emotional
years into ten minutes OF life Worse
for him. the Asn-mihdsd Mrs. Moore,
seeing the blood. cried. You nur
derer!" clutchsd at his coat. and fell
into q faint Upon Professor Nor de-.
VOWED the masculine guidance OF this
affair. And be thought nrsI. net Of
the police. but OF doctor. BY this
time. Miss Harding and Miss Jones
we're weeping breast 70 breast Nrs
Moore had recovered to say that shs
always expected II Of M North. and
Miss Estriiia. the invalid lady on the
top door. had called from the head OF
the stairs. What 10 NJ" With the
brutality which impsls us In crises 10
connde unpalliated horrors. some one
shrieksd. -Hanskas murdered!"
There came from above some Spanish
calculations to which no one paid
much attention, and then q rafting Of
the hook of the telephone. which hung
on door-post In that fourth floor hall
Professor Noll. hie mind still on the
necessity for calling . doctor. clipped
into ulster and bed-shoes and rushed
across the street to rouse the house
physician IN the apartmsnt-hotel He
vas some time making himself known
and understood Al he nearcd his
own door again, he saw Mr.. Estrilla
entering almost on the run.
There's been q mprderl Captain
Hanskas killed." Professor Noil
called after him.
Il know--my seester iephore shs
IL trighteu." Estrilla called back
shrilly over his shoulder And he hur
tied UP the stairs.
by this time. the open door, the
fpttering lights. tho screams and hys-
terics. had begun to attract the atten-
ton o. this and that late pedestrian
A milkman pulled up. hitched, and en-.
tered, and then n night-faring printer.
Presently the little knot In the street
and tho parlors vas augmented by
woman. fully and rather over'luxuri.
ously dressed. as though for the the
ater--a big picture hat and q black
satin. tur-edged evening coat over q
light gown which showed here and
there the glitter OF sequine She was
large but shapely woman OF uncer-
tain age, yet 80 pleasing withal that
the gathering loafers. even In the sx.
element OF murder. spared q few
admirInx glances at her face.
I'm goin up" she confded to her
fellows Il belong there they need
sensible woman, from the way
they're screechin You better not fol.
low-you1l DO no good an II might
git you involved" With surprising
lightness. considering her bulk. she
mounted the stairs.
The noise guided her to the focus
OF interest: she pushed her way into
the room OF the late Captain Hanska.
and stood looking about with pair
OF large serious eyes which took In
every detail. She bent her gaze on
the dead man. stopped. made quick sx-
animation, nrst OF the wound and then
Of his face Both Mrs. Moore and Miss
Harding were about TO ask this strang.
er to account for herself. when the
doctor. halfdresssd but carrying his
bag. edged past the door, All turned
to him. He looked but an instant on
the face.
"He's dead no said calmly. Has
any one notified the police' Has any
one called up a Coroner"
IN attend TO that" volunteered the
strange woman. with an air OF perfect
competence and command where's
the phcne---rround hoor and top noor
hall7 All right; I'll use the top floor;
that's nearer Any particular Core
ner, Doctor LipschutI' All right"
10 the hall, she met the regular
patroimap. who had received the news
at last The limb OF the law had for.
hidden the augmented crowd at the
door to follow him; he ~as ascending
alone. The sigh; OF this woman In