The Sunday telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1914-1927, 1915-02-14

All right i exclaimed, little
I iettied that he should have anticipated
ne even 50 much in the case. Bat
gou haven't heard the latest
What Is it?r he asked with proyvlH
.ng calmness.
Taylor Dodge" ! blurted out .has
the clue. Tomorrow he viii track down
the mani 81
Kennedy fairly jumped Is repeat,
ed the news.
How long has he known?r he de.
handed eagerly.
Perhaps three or four hours. Ihaz.
srded.
Kennedy gazed at me fxedly.
Then Taylor Dodge Is dead! he
reclaimed, throwing OF his acid. stained
laboratory Jacket, and hurrying into
his street clothes.
-Impossiblel" ] calculated
Kennedy paid no attention 10 the oh.
lection. Come, Walter he urged.
1--WE must hurry before the trail gets
cold
There was something positively UNI.
canny about Kennedy's assurance. ],
doubted Yet I feared.
It was well past the middle of the
night when we pulled up In q night
hawk taxicab before the Dodge house.
mounted the steps and rang the bell
Jennings answered sleepily, but not
so much so that he did not recognize
me. He was about to bang The door
shut when Kennedy interpused his,
foot.
Where is Mr.. Dodge?" asked Ken.
needy. rs he all right?,'
"of course he is-in bed" replied
the butler.
Just then We heard faint cry. like
nothing exactly human. or vast our
heightened tmaginations, under the
spell Of the darkness?
4Listen!" cautioned Kennedy.
We did, standing there now in the
hall. Kennedy was the only one of us
who was cool. Jennings face blanched.
then he turned tremblingly and went
down to the library door, whence the
sounds had seemed to come.
He called, but there was no answer:
He turned the knob and opened the
door. The Dodge library was large
room. In the center stood a big, nat.
topped desk Of heavy mahogany. II.
was brilliantly lighted.
4 At one end of the desk was tele.
phone. Taylor Dodge was lying on the
floor at that end of the desk-perfect,
" rigid-his face distorted CHASTITY
figure. A pet dog ran over, smiled
frantically at his masters legs and
suddenly began to howl dismally.
Dodge was dead!
Help" shouted Jennings.
Others Of the servants came rush
ing in. There was, for the moment,
the greatest excitement and confu-
sion.
Suddenly wild figure in flying gar
ments fitted down the stairs and intp
the library, dropping beside the dead
man, without seeming to notice us at
all.
"Father!" shrieked woman's voice,
heart.broken. Father! Oh-my God
-he- he Is dead!" "a.
It was Elaine Dodge.
With mighty effort, the heroic girl
seemed to pull herself together.
Jennings" she cried, "call Mr.. Ben
fundamentally"
From the one-sided, excited CONVEX.
sation of the butler over the telephone,
gathered that Bennett had been in
the process OF disrobing In his own
apartment uptown, and would be right
down.
Together, Kennedy, Elaine and my
self lifted Dodge to sofa and Elaine's
aunt, Josephine, with whom she lived,
appeared on the scene, trying to quiet
the sobbing girl.
Kennedy and Withdrew a little way,
and he looked about curiously.
"What was it," l whispered. "Was
1t natural, an accident, oror muir.
der?" The word seemed to stick in
my throat. II it was murder, what
was the motive? Could 1t have been
to get the evidence which Dodge had
that would incriminate the master
criminal?
Kennedy moved over quietly and ex.
amined the body Of Dodge. When he
rose his face had a peculiar look.
"Terrible!" he whispered to me.
Apparently he had been working at
his accustomed place at the desk when
the telephone rang. He rose and
crossed over to 1t. See! That brought
his feet on this register let into the
floor. AS he took the telephone re-
ceiver down fash Of light must have
shot from it to his ear. Itsshows the
characteristic electric burn"
1.-THE motives" queried. 4
Evidently his pockets had been
gone through, though none OF the yalu.
ables we're missing. Things on his
desk show that q hasty search has
been made"
Z Just then the door opened and Ben.
nett burst in.
As he stood over the body, gazing
down at 1t. depressing the emotions Of
q strong man, he turned to Elaine, and
in a low voice exclaimed: sThe
Clutched Hand did this l shall conse.
crate my life to bring this man n fro.