Roanoke Rapids herald. [volume] (Roanoke Rapids, N.C.) 1914-192?, 1915-10-15
CHAPTER XIV.
The Person Unknown.


The intruder was "a shaggy elderly
man, OF So eadayerous an aspect that
his face alone cried for his death bed,
and his gauut frame took UP the cry
as II swayed upon the threshold in
dresslng-gown and bedroom slippers
that Toye instantly recognized as be-
longing TO Cazalet The man had a
shock Of almost white hair, and a less
gray beard clipped roughly to d point
An unWholesome pallor marked the
tallen features, and the enyelomed
eyes burned low in their sockets as
they dealt with Blanche but fastened
on Hilton Toye
What do you know about Henry
CTaven's murderer he demanded in
voice between croak and d crow
Have they run III some other poor
devil or were you talking about me?
II so Ill start libel action and call
Ca2aiet and that lady as witnesses
This is Seruton, explained Cazalet.
who was only liberated this evening
after being detained week en- charge
that ought never to have been brought,
as I've told you both all along Scru.
ton thanked him with bitter laugh
I've brought him here concluded
CazaIet because don't think he's
nj enough to be about alone"
Nice of him, isn't it?' said Seru
ton bitterly I'm so iii that they
wanted to keep ME somewhere else
longer than they d any right, that may
be Why they lost no time In getting
hold OF me again Nice, considerable,
andy country! Ten years isn't long
enough 10 have you as a dishonored
guest Won't you come back for
another week, and see If We can't ar
range for nice little sudden death
aud burial for your But they couldn't
you see blast EN-"
lie subsidized into the best chair in
the room which Blanche had wheeled
up behind him; moment later he
looked round thanked her curtly, and
lay back with closed eyes until sud
denly he opened them on Cazalet
And what was that you were say.
Ing that about travelling across Eu
rope and being al Uplands that night?
thought you came round by sea?
And what night do you mean"
The night 1t all happened" said
Cazalet steadily,
You mean the night some person
unknown knocked Craven on the
head"
Yes"
The sick man threw himself for.
ward In the chair. you never told
me this" he cried suspiciously; both
the voice and the man seemed strong.
er
There was no point In telling you"
Did you see the person."
Yes"
Then he isn't unknown to your"
Il didn't see him well
Scruton looked sharply at the two
mute listeners They were very In.
tent indeed Who are these people,
Ca2alet? No! | know one OF EN-"
he answered himself In the next
breath. It's Blanche Macnair, isn't
II? | thought at first 1t must be a
younger sister grown up like her
You'll forgive prison manners, Miss
Macnair II that's still your name. You
look a woman to trust--if there Is
one-and you gave me your chair
Anyhow, you've been In for penny
and you can stay In for a pound, as
Jar as | care But who's your Amer
,ah friend, Cazalet?"
Mr. Hilton Toye, who spotted that
ID been all the way to Uplands and
back when claimed to have Teen in
3ome!"
There was touch OF Scruton's bit.
erness in Cazalet's voice; and by
'ome subtle process 1t had a distinctly
effect on the really embit
cred man.
What on earth were you doing at
Jplands?" he asked in kind of con.
idential bewilderment
Il went down to see q man"
Toye himself could not have cut and
measured more deliberate monosyl.
ables.
"Crayen?" suggested Scruton.
NO. man expected to find at
The writer Of the letter you found
t Cooks office in Naples the night
ou landed there, | guess!"
1t really was Toye this time, and
here was no guesswork In his tone.
obviously he was speaking by his lit.
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