The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1915-07-04
what Happened Inside.

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was pressing the mu2zle OF the revolver
against the buffers stomach.
what Happened Inside.
This wss ali Ford saw OF the pre-
liminaries Of the attack. The rest Ia
known from what Holt himself con-
fesscd to Justice of the Peace Luyster
and the Assistant District Attorney,
what the butler. a vale, and n nurse
saw and from what Mrs. Morgan. whose
part was of the bravest and coolest. told
friends of MIR. Morgan.
At she moment Hollis finger pressed
the annunciator and the MorEa: butler
FASTENED to the door Mr.. and Mrs. Nor
gan were at brcakfas, with Sir Cecil
Spring-Itice. the British Ambassador
Lady Rice and other house quests. TIE
breakfast room is on the east side
Of the house and n considerable dis
lance from the main entrance.
Neither the Morgans nor their guests
were at first disturbed by the appear
Gnce OF Holt at the front door. Holt
spoke in a low tone. ut one that was
deadly In its intensity and purpoue.
The instant the butler swung open
the door he said
II want to see Mr.. Morgan"
what Is your business with Mr.. Nor
gam" asked physick.
II am an old friend" said Holt isily.
"He will be glad to see me. j want to
talk to him about a matter OF remen
dous interest to himself.
But" said Physick. you will have
TO tell me the nature OF your business.
Give me our card and ] will take 1t to
Mr.. Morgan"
Holt handed the butler the card he
had taken from the suit case. 1t bore
his Inscription
Summer Society Directory"
In the lower left hand corner was
printed
Represented by Thomas C. Lester"
Physick fingered the card doubt.ully.
Like Ford. he grew suspicious. There
was something abnormal about Holt.
something that put people on their
guard. The butler attempted once more
to parry.
Butler shows His Pluck.
Wont you please state YOU business
cardT' he said.
Holt delayed no longer over foolish
amenities. II. pulled the revolver out
Of his coat pocket. as Ford. waiting In
the car. saw. TANNED II against the but
ler's body and rapidly forced the butler
bach into the hall.
Where is Morgan Holt demanded,
nlH eyes TONlnE over the nall ms etEs
intent to catch the Of voices.
Physick was frightened. He said 20
later. But he was plucky to the bone.
He backed away from the u man,
whose eyes were cleaning, and said
loudly-loudly In the hope that Mr.. Nor
gan would hear him.:
He Is in the library. In the library"
1t was a quick notion the butler con-
ceived. and one OF real s~trategical worth.
The library was as far as possible from
the room in which the Morgans were
breakfasting with the Spring-Rices and
their other guests. II he could get this
dangerous person into the library and
slam the door (such was his plan) there
would be time to alarm the house and
trap he visitor.
For a few seconds Holt was deceived.
He rave a quick glance at Physick. whom
he was stfll covering with a steady pistol.
and then he moved quick as a fash to
the library door. As the bad luck OF
the moment had It. the door was wide
open. Holt saw instantly that the but
Ter had not told the truth. He began
to walk down the main hall toward the
breakfast room.
Although he knew that he might be
shot dead for his holiness. Physick sud
denly shouted--screamed rather-for
his voice was as vibrant and as high
pitched as a terrified woman's,
Mr.. Morgan! Upstairs! Mr.. Morgan!
Upstairs"
Last Chance for Trick.
1t was the last chance to trick the
assassin. Physick realized that in the
terror and strain of the moment He
knew that Mr.. Morgan, leaving the
breakfast room. would naturally start
I an hA.FA .Natsa 81. A1- .lI-l
from the back OF the hall. and that very
probably Mr.. Morgan would be out OF
sight Of the intruder. 1t was the buffers
hope that Mr., Morgan could get safely
upstairs before the man with the re-
volver realized where his intended vic
tim was. and that help could be sum-
moned. the house alarmed and the man
~overpowered before he had a chance to
shoot.
The buffers cry frightened the break
fast gathering for a second. 1t was
startling in the intensity OF appeal.
Without having the slightest idea what
was wrong, and supposing only that
some person on an upper foor had
come to harm, Mr.. Morgan rose hastily,
with an apology to his guests, and
rapidly climbed the rear staircase. Hc
reached the second floor and moved
along the hallway. still seeking the cause
OF the trouble. the reason for the buffers
a~ffrighted cry.
Before he had started to walk along
the hallway Mrs. Morgan. alarmed and
apprehensive, joinet MIN. As she
neared her husbands side Holt. who
had climbed the front stairway a Sec
ond or two after Mr.. Morgan reached
the upper floor. came into their view.
As Holt went noiselessly forward over
the thick carpetlng Mr.. Morgan, in won
derment as to what the uproar had
meant and cropping for an explanation
was turned away from his assailant.
But Mrs. Morgan saw him instantly.
She saw too that he carried a pistol in
each hand.
As he neared Mr.. Morgan and was
perhaps less than six feet from him
Mrs. Morgan leaped forward me literally
hung herself at him. At that instant
Hof shouted az he lcvellei his pistols,
Now. Mr.. Morgan. I've got you :" II is
perhaps a miracle that the man didn't
SHOOT In that instant, but evidently, so
Mr.. Morgan's friends thought, he was
taken of his balance.
Mr.. Morgan gave a great shout and
jumped at Holt literally feet first, lie
IS a big man. Is ]. +, Morgan. considr
erahly more than six feet tall, very
powerfully built and with nerves and
muscles in perfect trim from much out
door exercise and a temperate life. lie
drove at Holt with all of the force Of
his great body n Holt went down like
a shot.