The Detroit times., 1915-08-17

and haggered. and there were dark
circles round his eyes. II was the
morning after the inquest. and he
had laid awake all night. Mrs. Low
Their looked al him anxiously.
tits you I'm worried about. jim"
she said after a pause. and then as
he laughed. mo. you can't change
your face by laughing. You might
shake your sides with laughter and
you wouldn't deceive Sibyi She
knows you-knows you too well"
II do my best" he said sullenly.
but Of course, naturally this un-
pleasant business"
II don't believe It's that At all"
Mrs. Lowther interrupted. You
bore Haig no Ill will, and II you did
you wouldn't be fool enough to show
It. As Mrs. Haig said In court, you
ought to be grateful to him-she
said something like that"
II am grateful 20 him." he an
| swered, land, Of course, no one
thought it In the least likely that
I killed Haig. But the whole affair
has been most unpleasant. That rid
err Of the jury's-"
ut was struck out. Jim-very
properly. II has not even been men,
toned in the papers. she paused.
Then she came forward. and laid a
thin white hand on Treverton's arm.
Jim. my dear boy" she said in a
low voice. cant you trust me- Per
haps might be able to help you. II
goes to my heart to see you looking
like this"
What do you wish me TO tell
you?" he queried.
what lie II you are afraid Of. Why
did Capt. Haig come down here TO
see you"
For a few moments he stood there
irresolute. He was sure OF his moth
er-in-law's help and sympathy. She
believed in him implicitly. II would
be pleasant to coniide In friend.
He was tempted to tell. her every
thing. But he was afraid. II any
thing were 10 come to light, IL the
body of Alice were found-if Mrs.
Haig made II her business 10 wind
the web stin more closely about him.
No. OF course, II was impossible for
him TO share his secret with any
one. He must keep 1t locked tight.
~ in his own brain--at any rate. for
a little while, until he could see his
way more clearly.
Jim. my dear boy" said Mrs.
Lowther gently.
The door of the morning room
opened and a footman entered with
a note on a salver Treverton tore
II open and. not recognizing the
! handwriting, turned over the sheet
to see the name OF the writer. The
letter was signed Joan Haig."
A faint color came into Trever-
toms cheeks and died away again.
"Ts anyone waiting for an an
swer?" he said mechanically.
yes. sir. Young Mr.. Brideson,
from the White Lion"
Il will send an answer In I'VE
minutes. Wait In the hall"
The man retired and Treverton
glanced at Mrs. Lowther.
VIII you excuse me?" he said.
Certainly. jim" she replied, and.
walking TO the window, she looked
out across the smooth green lawns.
Her eyes were dim with pain. She
know that Brideson was the name
OF the man who owned the White
Lion. and she guessed that the let
ter had some connection with Capt.
Haig's affairs.
Dear Mr.. Treverton." the letter
ran. IL expect you will be surprised
TO get this note from me, but
very much want TO see you on a
matter OF Importance. and to ask
your advice. Il have no friends in
the neighborhood, and | should be
so grateful TO you IL you would
help me.
81 shall be In all day tomorrow
VIII you please send word by the
bearer of this what time you could
call and see me- Yours faithfully,
| Joan Haig.
"P. S.-Please do not refuse"
Treverton folded up the letter and
placed IL in his pocket. He had no
intention Of refusing to meet Mrs.