The Yale expositor., 1917-02-15

~ Tell You Jerry Has Come Back"
Holding 1t in his hand, he became
aware that the door had opened and
that a crowd of men and women was
with him.
He turned duly. There stood Leon
tine and her father, side by side with
the crying, gesticulating house-serv-
ants. Sebastian darted from the group
and ran toward his brothers side.
Disregarding Jerry, he raised the
dead mans head upon his knee and
raised the eyelids. They fell again.
He tried once more, and they remained
open. Sebastian burst into uncontrol-
liable weeping.
He got up. He approached Jerry.
Murderer! ~ he cried, shaking his fist
in his face. you have killed him.
The law and God shall avenge him."
At the words Leontlne darted be-
tween them. She flung her arms about
her lovers neck and stood there, fac
ing Sebastian in hot defiance. =
"You lie" she cried. at was you
who planned your brothers coming
TO me with that forged document in
order to trick me. 1t was he who tried
TO kill Jerry, coming upon him from
behind with the paperweight. If he is
dead, he was the would-be murderer"
81 did not kill him." said Jerrs she
had forged my name to a receipt. !
demanded the paper. He refused it.
1 tried to take It from him and he
attacked me and nearly strangled me-
In falling he struck his head upon the
paperweight."
"You lie =" screamed Sebastian, leap
ing forward and shaking his first
again, while the tears streamed down
his cheeks. at was no forgery. 1t
was true. 1t was your receipt for the
money which / lent you in New York
last year, to be repaid out of your
fathers property. And you embezzled
the money and invested 1t in the crazy
ship in which you sailed upon your
madman's error. Here 1t is ~
He snatched the paper from the
ground, where 1t had fallen, and held
it out before the merchant. Jerry saw
John Walcott read the signature and
nod his head slowly; and suddenly 1t
dawned upon him that he stood on
treacherous ground, that everything
was being misinterpreted.
There Is his reason for the muir
| der Is it not good? Is It not sound?"
shouted Sebastian, still beside himself
with passion.
head on the paperweight," shouted
Jerry. 'Look at the back of his head
where he bruised it."
"Look at his faceT screamed Sc
bastian, "where you struck him again
and again. No fist could strike face
and leave such scars as those"
He stopped suddenly and cast his
eyes toward the middle Of Jerry's
breast. A malignant smile crept across
his features"
''where is the paperweight?" he
shouted.
And suddenly Jerry understood why
all had turned against him, why John
Walcott had needed Sebastian's impas-
stoned words and his own not at all.
He was holding in his own hand the
blood-stained paperweight.
In the dreadful silence that followed
the servant who had gone out re-
turned. Behind him walked two po-
llcemen. They looked at John Wal
colt, who nodded toward Jerry once
more. They strobe toward him and
ranged themselves, one upon either
side.
Jerry saw the averted or menacing
faces; he turned TO Leontine. He said
nothing, but looked into her face in
question.
And he saw there the old love still,
but, mingled with IL. wonder, and
doubt and fear. Her eyes flinched be-
fore his and sought the paperweight
beside lin.
Jerry squared his shoulders and held
out his hands to the policemen.
(To BE C0NTINUEDl