Richmond times-dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1914-current, 1916-10-01
lady along with us. Wen go over tn.

| once more
Back they troopcd to tho scene of
ing thus left vacant. And nlon~ H.
vacated hallway ran Tanner Id
halted ut Il closet door. STONED r,t,,
cred the -suffocated Florence nm
Kitchen with her.
awaited him ther. Get her on, ~,
| this. Take her to your own n,,nn VI
hhish the business there, 1t isn.t e. 70
70 90 II here. didn't count/D tho
ron, front window being open and the shot
being located so quickly Vanvn,s ~,
planned the rest. But she co,,i,,,., w
pain Florence Montrose's holy hoi,
found here" 'e's
Iahner. shifting his limp burden in
ms arms. bounded down the st.jrs" A.
nc reached the side entrance he tore
away the cnvcloping coat Eioro',
lay very still. hcr eyes SIM, n ',
haif. carried. half supported nor IN tho
waiting cab. Tanner could have cue,
she was unconscious VI
ou started the taxi at Tanners wor,
of command. Eastward it sned MT,
a. an avenue. it was momentariiv
checked by crowd of traffic And g.,
that moment the cab door flew go
Tanner turned, an instant too l,to 80
catch Florence as she spranr IN thn
ground ~ ''o
lie leapcd out in pursuit, then drew
back. For the girl was hurryinr 10.
ward Il traffic policeman. Tanner shout
ed TO the chauffeur, and tho 800
wheeled about and set off at ton snood
down side street.
| When Robert Clayton was s,o,,,
reused he seemed like a man in :,
cream. lie could give no clear ac
count of himself. nor did he realize
ut all what had happened. Stanley
TOOK nm nome. again promising that
the artist should appear in court when
he was we'll enough.
Then Harold. leaving Award nm NV. ~
at Clarton's studio, went to his onicc
On his return. early i'm the evening
Award was still waiting i'm front of
the building.
STANLEY glanced upward to see If
there were light in Clayton's win
dow. AS lie did so he saw - hur,,,
figure silhouctted against the nirb, civ
the figure Of a man who stood sy,y
ing ON tho high parapet of the build-
ing, as If about to dive into the street
below.
Without a word Stanley rushed up
stairs toward tho roof. Award fol-
lowed but not divininE Harold's pur-
pose. ran into Clayton'S top floor stu
dio. Then, presently. finding Stanley
had gone I" the room. he. too clam
hcred up through the open scu,tle M
III" end Of the topmost hallway.
stanley, gaining the roof. behold
Clayton. still swaying perilously on tho
parapet edge as if trying to nerve
himself for the leap. He hurled him
self forward and seized the artist inst
as the latter launched himself into
space.
With n mighty hcave Stanley drag
rcd Clayton back to safety. CLAYTON,
like man newly aroused from sleep,
stood blinking uncertainty at him Be
Tore either OF them could speak, AL
ward Joined them ClutchinE the ar
;:st ny the shoulder, the plain clothes
man said:
You are under arrest for the muir
der Of Truxton Lambert"
Under arrest?" stammered Clayton
duly. ~"
What does this mean?" asked Har.
old In the same breath.
What does this mean echoed AL
ward 1t means he's the man we
want Take look at this note jus,
found on his studio table"
STANLEY glanced at the half sheet
Of PAPER by the uncertain light he
read:
Il am about to end my life. am
guilty OF the murder OF Truxton Lam
pert. RoBERT CLAYTON"
This is horrible mistake OF some
kind cried Harold.
You're right il is grimly assent
cd Award. "lIe ought to have iump-
ed a half second sooner"
tTo he Continued Next Week)