Iron County record. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1893-1982, 1914-01-30
CHAPTER xvI.-contIru.d.

And so 1t came TO pass that at an
hour when all the other Woodworking
people in the building were asleep,
or at least striving to sleep, these two
men still sat at their work, one in the
Hight, the other In the darkness, fac
Ing each other, consciously to the one,
unconsciously to the other, across the
hollow well of the now silent court.
Eleven o'clock! Twelve! No change
on Brotherson's part or In Brother
sons room; but a decided one in the
place where Sweetwater sat. Objects
which had been totally indistinguish-
able even to his penetrating eye
could. now be seen In ever brighten
Ing outline. The moon had reached
the open space above the court, and
ne was getting the full benefit OF II.
But IL was benefit he would have
been glad to dispense with. Darkness
was like shield to him. He did not
feel quite sure that he wantad, -this
shiald -reusev~a. with no curtain to
tne window and no shade. and all this
hrilliance pouring into the room, he
SCARED the disclosure of his presence
mere. or. II not that. some effect on
~ own mind OF those memories he
vas more anxious to see mirrored in
onether's discontinue than In his
0Un.
Was II to escape any lack of con-
esntretion which these same memo
ries might bring. that he rose and
stepped TO the Window Or was IL
under one Of those involuntary i'm
pulses which move NJ in spite of our
selves to do the very thing our judg-
ment disapprovesf
No sooner had he approached the
sill than Mr.. Brotherson's shade few
way up and he, too. looked out. Their
giances met, and for an instant the
hardy detective experienced that In.
voluntary stagnation OF the blood
which follows an inner shock. He
felt that he had been recognized. The
moonlight lay full upon his face. and
the other had seen and known him.
Elise, why the constrained attitude
and sudden rigidity observable In this
confronting figure, with its partially
lifted handf A man like Brotherson
makes no pause in any action however
trivial, without a reason. Either he
had been transfixed by this glimpse OF
his enemy on watch, or-daring
thought! had seen enough OF sepul.
chral suggestion in the wan face
looking forth from this fatal window
to shake him from HE composure and
let loose the grtnning devil of remorse
from Its iron prison-house? II so, the
movement was memorable one, and
the hazard quite worth while. He had
gained-no! he had gained nothing.
He had been the fool of his own
wishes. No one, let alone Brother
son. could have mistaken his face for
that OF a woman. He had forgotten
his newly-grown beard. Some other
cause must be found for the others
attitude. 1t savored OF shock, IL not
fear. II II were fear, then had he
reused an emotion which might re-
bound upon himself in sharp reprisal.
Death had been known to strike
people standing where he stood; mys.
terious death OF a species quite unrec
equitable. What warranty had he
that It would not strike him, and now
None.
Yet It was Brotherson who moved
nrst. With shrug OF the shoulder
plainly visible to the man opposite.
he turned away from the window and
without lowering the shade, began
gathering up his papers for the night,
and later banking up his stove with
ashes.
Sweetwater, with breath OF decid.
ed relief. stepped back and threw him.
self on the bed It had really been a
trial for him to stand there under the
others eye. though his mind refused
20 formulate his fear. or to give him
any satisfaction when he asked him
SELF what there was In the situation
suggestive OF death to the woman or
harm to himself.
Nor did morning light bring coun-