Lincoln County times. (Jerome, Idaho) 1911-1919, 1914-07-30

whats This Got to Do With Either
the Murder or Miss Carew7"
recognizing him, was persuaded to
keep his mouth shut and convey him
to his rooms-each revolving particu-
lar stuck persistently in his mind.
BY which it might be inferred that
not the least of his present suffering
might be ascribed to nervous shock.
At the hour mentioned, he was
sleeping fitfully after restless night.
He frequently started broad awake,
when memory invaded his slumbers.
During the period since Tuesday,
Barnicle had continued in a state of
perturbation; for he had been strictly
charged to inform all callers that his
employer was not in town, and there
had been numerous urgent telephone
calls for the young man. The bells were
now muffled, and Barnicle was required
to lend the instrument a constant at
tentfve ear, since only a faint buzz
announced signal.
The young mans uncle. Mr.. Theo-
dore Van VecEten-for whom Barnicle
entertained sentiments only of the
highest esteem and respect-had been
particularly insistent for definite in
formation concerning his nephew, even
to the extreme of threatening to come
up and wiring Barnicle's neck; which
had further depressing effect upon
the excellent Wallets spirits.
Then an aggravating person giving
the name OF Flint, seemed to know I'M
cannily that Barnicle was lying.
Mr.. Rudolph had spared no pains to
keep his damaged condition from the
eyes of the world.
A light tap upon the outer door
broke sharply in upon Barnicle's trou
bled reflections. He cooked an ear in
that direction, and glanced uneasily at
the sleeper. who had not stirred. The
tap was repeated.
Barnicle was puzzled; he knew 1t
was no hotel employees announcement
with all of which he had reason to
be familiar-and setting aside this
explanation, there remained only one
other way by which to account for the
tapping - somebody had slipped
through the office, with its guardian
Gordon of clerks, porters and bell-hops.
and come directly to Van Vechtens
rooms. Such proceeding bore a sin.
lister import to Barnicles mind.
For a third time the tap sounded
And then Barnicle stole into the recep-
tion-hall, with the determination of
sending the presumptuous caller about
his business. With this purpose in
mind, he did not bother to close the
hving-room door behind him, and
opened the outer door barely an inch
or two-at first.
Next instant out of sheer amazement
he pulled it wide open.
He was confronted by the vision NJ
beautiful, stylishly gowned young
lady. That she really was a lady in
every sense Of the word, Barnicle could
not for an instant doubt. No one could
have doubted.
excepting on the very rare occasions
when his employer entertained a few
choice friends in his rooms. ladies'
were not in the habit Of visiting them;
so 1t is no wonder that he was dunn
founded. With one eye expectant for
the young lady's card, and the other
taking stock of her loneliness. he he.
gan to assure her that Mr.. Van Vech.
ten was out of the city.
The tone in which she interrunted
the flash of her eyes that accompanied
the words. made his mouth close like q
trap.
Il know that Mr.. Van vecbten ia
here" she declared positi- Iy, "and
know that he is ill mean to see
him."
There was rs doubling this purpose
either, though Barnicle essayed a final
pr0tes--a faint-hearted one, for he
remembered too late the open inner
door, and of course this mad vounp
lady knew he was not telling the truth
The incident was assuming scandalous
aspects.
But Mr.. Van vechten is in no con.
dition to-"
once more she unceremonioualv
checked him. this time with an ire
pressible sob Of Impotence and an i'm.
petuous command 10 stand aside. He