The Detroit times., 1915-09-17

no intention OF having Gyatt arrest
ed on q charge of threatening TO kill
him. II he gave the fellow rope
enough he would hang himself. Be
sides. Gyatt was likely to be very
useful TO him In the near future.
An hour passed and his wife had
not returned. He wondered what
she was doing. In all probability
she had gone 10 Maitland station to
meet Sibyl on her return. She would
be disappointed. A telegram had
come to verney Hall since her de
parture to. say that they would not
be returning until the following day
He laughed when he thought OF her
waiting .; the station in the cold.
staying her hunger with retreshment
room buns. How he hated her now.
how he longed for her death.
| Her DEATH" he said aloud. III
only Gyatt could see that her
death"
He shivered. He would rot allow
himself TO think that. Yet II had
been III his mind for one horrible
moment. when he had turned the
gamekeeper's thoughts TO the dan
ger that threatened Sibyl. OF course.
he had not intended to suggest any
act Of violence to Gyatt, He had
only been actuated by motives OF
self-preservation. had only been
anxious to escape from the cottage
with his life. or course Gyatt would
do nothing except warn Sibyl OF the
danger that threatened her
Yet how sweet ire might be to
him II his wife were out of the way
che hated him now. and only wished
to injure him and Sibyl. He thought
OF Treverton and his FIRST wife. Ger
tainly there had been an excuse for
The man II Alice Treverton had been
anything Like Joan.
with Treverton out Of the way, J
might marry Sibyl." he said to him
self. and so his thoughts ran on.
Another hour passed. and the
clock on the mantelpiece struck
half-past ten. Lowther yawned. and
mixed himself a whisky and soda.
Az he raised the glass 10 his lips.
the door opened and a servant en-
tered the room.
"A gentleman to see you, sir.' she
said.
"who IL IT."
| Mr.. wingate. sir-Inspector Win
gate
"wingate!" queried Lowther. 20
yes, OF course. Show him In. Lizzie.
Hasn't your mistress come in YETI
mo. sir, she amt. Are we to sit
up for herr"
mo, you can go to bed. I'll open
the door. and I'll let Mr.. Wingate
out"
The girl returned. and a few mo-
ments later Inspector wingate en-
tered the room. He seemed rather
nervous and iii at ease.
"Sit down, Inspector" said Low
ther, cheerily. land have q drink. It's
q cold night. isn't IT."
The inspector cleared hts THROAT.
I'm sorry, sir" he said. TO be
the bearer OF bad news. thought
perhaps I'd better come around my
self. instead of sending one OF the
men"
"Confound you" cried Lowther
fercely. Cant you speak, What's
happened"
"Your wife. sir-rm afraid
there's been an accident"
IAN accident. Do you mean she
IL hurt! Where 10 she7"
"she Is very badly hurt, sir" the
inspector stammered. I'm afraid"
He paused and looked down at
the carpet. holding his cap between
his two hands. His attitude was not
unlike that OF a person who stands
bareheaded by the side Of grave.
"She--do you mean she is dead?"
faltered Lowther.
The inspector bowed his head
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the life these two had led during
the Jast few months. He only look
ed upon them as newly-married
couple. now divided by death.
Lowther sank into a chair and bur
led his face In his hands. This was
not a mere pose. He was genuinely
sbocked. and. for the moment at any
rate. his grief was real enough.
This II the worst OF our work
SIR" said Mr.. wingate, having to
DO this sort of thing. Stairway, one
Of our men. came across her. sir. in
the Holt Woods"
Lowther rose slowly 10 his feet
with a look of horror In his eyes
Then he leaned forward. gripping
the edge OF a table with his hands.
Thin the Hold Woods?" he
echoed.
Yes. sir-not far from the road.
Our man Stairway thought he heard
a cry In the wood. and he went In
to look for poacher. He found
your poor wife lying on the ground
about 100 yards from the road. sir.
She was quite dead"
"Slain?" Lowther whispered
hoarsely.
"Ay, sir-I'm afraid that II So
choked to death by pair Of strong