The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1915-09-23
CHAPTER iI-continusd.

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CHAPTER ii-continued.
Let me hear her description. your
honor"
The Judge. who had Withdrawn into
the shadow. considered for . moment
then said:
Il cannot describe her features. for
she was heavily veiled: neither can
describe her figure except to say that
she is tall and slender. But her dress
I remember. She wore purple: not an
old woman's purple. but . soft shade
which did not take from her youth.
The child did not seem to belong to
her. though she held her tightly by
the hand. In age 1t appeared to be
about six-or that was the impression
! received before"
The sergeant. who had been watch
Ing the speaker very closely. leaned
forwarl with q hasty. inquiring glance
expressive of something like conster-
nation. Was the Judge falling again
into uncOnSctOuSness!
No; for the eyes which had gone
blank had turned his way again. and
only disconnected expression which
fell from the judges lips showed that
his mind had been wandering.
ITS not the same but another one;
that's ALL"
Ineonsequent words. but the sergeant
meant to remember them, for with
their utterance . change passed over
the Judge, and his manner. which had
been constrained and hurried during
his attempted description. became at
once more natural and therefore more
courteous.
DO you think you can find her with
such insuficient data? A woman
dressed in purple, leading little
child?"
Judge, not only feel sure that I
can find her, but think she 10 found
already. Do you remember the old
tavern on the Rushville road? BE-
lieve they call It an inn now. or
some such fancy name"
The Judge sat quiet, but the ser
geant. who dared not peer too closely.
noticed a sudden construction In the
fingers Of the hand with which his host
fingered a paper cutter lying on the
table between them.
THE one where"
Il respect your hesitation, Judge.
Yes. the one run by the man you sen.
fenced"
| A gesture had stopped him. He
waited respectfully for the judges
next words.
They came quickly and with stern
and solemn emphasis.
For . hideous and wholly unpro-
voked crime. Why do you mention 1t
and-and his tavern!"
Because of something 1 have lately
heard in its connection. You know that
the old house has been all made over
since that time and run as place
Of resort for automobilists in search
Of light refreshments. The proprie
tors name is Yardley. We have moth
ing against him; the place is highly
respectable. But 1t harbors a boarder
. permanent one. believe. who has
occastoned no little comment No one
has ever seen her face; unless it IL
the landlords wife. She has all her
meals served in her room, and wher
she goes out she wears the purpl<
dress and purple veil you've been talk
ing about. Perhaps she's your visitor
Of today. Hadn't better find out!"
HAS she child? Is she a mother :?
II haven't heard OF any child, bu
Mrs. Yardley has seven"
The judges hand withdrew from tn,
table and for an instant the room wa
30 quiet that you could hear some far
OF clock ticking out the minutes. The
Judge Ostrander rose and in 4 peremr
tory tone said
Tomorrow. After you hear fror
me again. Make no move toniRb,
Let me feel that all your energies ar
devoted to securing my privacy"
The sergeant, who had sprung Z
his feet at the same instant AZ tn
Judge, cast q last look about him, Gu
rosity burning in his heart and
sort Of desperate desire to get all b
could out Of his present opportunit,
For he felt absolutely sure that h
would never be allowed to enter thi
room again.
But the arrangement of light va
such as to hold In shadow all but th
central portion Of the room. With
sigh the sergeant dropped his eve
from the wallis he could barely distiI
guish and. following Judge Ostrander
lead. passed with him under the tor
folds Of the curtain and through th
narrow vestibule whose door was mad
of iron. into the room where, In
stronger blaze of light than they hs
left, lay the body of the dead nesl
awaiting the last rites.
Would the judge pass this body. {