The Dickson County herald. (Dickson, Tenn.) 1907-1979, 1915-08-06
CHAPTER xiil-contlnued.

Once withll the room. he became his
courteous self once more. BE seat
ed" he begged. indicating a chair In
the half gloom. As she took Il, the
room sprang into sudden light He
had pulled the string which regulated
the curtains over the glazed panes In
the ceiling Then as quickly all WIS
gloom again, he had let the string es
cape from his hand
Halt high, is better" he muttcred
In vague apology.
II was II weird beginning to an In
terview whose object was az yet In.
comprehensive to her, One minute a
binding glimpse OF the room whose
details were 80 varied that many of
the next, everything swept again into
shadow through which tho tall form OF
tho genius OF the place doomed with
melancholy suggestion
She was relieved wheu he spoke.
Mrs Scoyille tnot Deborah now
have you any confidence In divers
wordy Has there ever been anything
In his conversation as you knew II in
Detroit to make you hesitate TO re.
ply" the Judge persisted, as she con.
tinued speechless.
No; nothing have every con.
fidcnce In his assertions should have
yet. II II were not for this horror"
Forget II for moment Recall his
effect upon you as man, prospec.
tive sonin law--tor you meant him TO
marry Reuther"
I trusted him. would trust him in
many ways yet"
Would YOU trust him enough TO be
lieve that he would tell you the truth
II you asked him point blank whether
his hands were clean ~ crimee"
Yes" rhe word came in n wits.
per, but there aas no wayerIng In Il.
She had felt the conviction dart like
an arrow through her mind that Oil.
yer miAht slay man in his hate
might even conceal his guilt for years
but that he could not 10 about Il
when brought face to face with An &C
cuSer Ike herself
Then viii let YOU read something
hn wrote AZ my request these man.
years ago, An experience tale
o, CAg awful night, the horrors OF
which. locked within bis mind and
mine. have never been revealed to n
third person That YOU should share
our secret nov. is not only necessary.
but tttiGg Il becomes the widow OF
John Scoyila to know what sort Of
man she PERSISTS In regarding innlS
cent Wait for me.
With quick step he wound his
way among the various eucumbering
pieces Of furniture 10 his bedroom.
Here he fingered So long tbn. without
ANY conscious yolition OF her own she
found herself on her feet. but she
had not had time TO rescat herself
when she beheld him approaching With
the bundle OF loose sheets clutched in
his hand,
Il want you 81, here and read" said
he, laying the manuscript down on
email table near the wall under a gas
Jet which he immediately lighted II
am goius back to my own desk II you
want 70 speak. you may; shall no,
be working" And she heard his foot
steps retraating again In and out
nmoagrhe furniture tin be reached his
own chair and sat before his own
table
This erded sll Soaud in the room OK.
cop,iue the beating OF her owu heart.
which had become ,umultuous
Thank Ga,N the manuscript was
legihle divers handwriting pos
seased tho eleacEess Of print she
hal begun 70 read before she knew IL,
and having begun. she never paused
TIL she reached the end
was Gfteen. II was my birthday
ahS 0au my Own iuUAs Ut IN" "@AN
ID to spend t. My hohhy was model.
hing My father had 10 sympathy
with this hobby. TO him II was a
waste of time better spent in study
or such sports as would rt me for
study. Whea on the day ! mention