Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1918-04-30

collection Of the man whom he had
seen outside the Misses Harpers'
school.
And he began to follow him. 1t was
role that he had never played before.
but justified. in his mind. by the ne
ccssity Of discovering the fellows
identity. Without any very clear intcn-
tion in his mind how he was to accom-
plish this. Mark made his way after
the solitary figure. keeping we'll be-
hind IL.
II soon became clear that the man,
ne looked like Il tramp. had
- definite objective. Mark pursued him
toward PENNSYLVANIA avenue, until ne
discovered that he was nearing the
least desirable part OF Washington
whose location, so near the residence
of the chief executive. has always been
the wonder and scandal Of visitors.
liz. was in one of those streets that
start bravcly in tn" city and d"bouci,
into the low lying land i'm that inter
mediate and hardly reclaimed region
bordering the Potomac. The houses
here were old. many appearing vacant
and tumble down, and for the most
part standing each in a little garden.
Mark was beginning to think ol
tacklng the fugitive. who. unconscious
of pursuit. was about fifty PAGES in
front Of him, when suddenly the man
turned in at the tiny garden Of an ap-
parrntly deserted house and knocked
ut the door. which was opened almost
Immediately.
Mark heard a subducd scream. and
then the mans voice in angry altcrca- =
tion.
He was talking to the woman who
had opened the door. She looked
about five and thirty years Of age. and
her face distinctly visible against the
light in the hall, was well-brcd. If not
She seemed one of thoS"
who frequent the capt.
tai: Mark was still uncertain whether
her house was one of those residences
that are still occupied in this district
by the original owners, or wh"thersh"
was the mistress OF one OF those gam
bling establishments that flourish Of
necessity along the avenues OF the
earlier alphabet.
The man seemed to be pleading with
her. his gestures were growing fran
tic. r. roUKed about five and forty
years of age: his face struck Mark
with a certain odd familiarity, though
he had never seen him closely before,
and bore traces of breeding. blurred
either 10y dissolutc habits or 10y mis-.
fortune.
The woman answered him in tones
of quick anger. and made Il gesture OF
dismissal. The man held his ground
dorgcdly. the voices bccam" angri"r.
NO. No, | tell YOU" the woman
cried. II don't know who you are
Will you go?"
suddenly Il nun cam" along the
passage behind her. carrying II walk
ing cane with q heavy handle. He
raised il and brought il crashing down
on the others head.
The man fell to the ground. evident
ly half stunned by the blow. The man
with the cane raised il and brought II
down again and again upon the others
head and face. in 4 succession of sick
cning crashes.
Mark ran to the garden gate. The
man with the stick paused, raised his
head. and looked at him. Mark recog-
niZrd kcllerman. AS kellcrman, in
turn, recognized him, an angry sncer
spread over his face.
"My dear Wallace. what the dickens
are you doing here" he demanded.
Are you trying TO kill this man"
asked Mark.
Krllcrman seemed nonplusscd for
I he moment.
IL hope I've given him his lesson.
he answered. "Hc came here and de-
money, and nearly frightened
Mrs. kenson out OF her senses. Let me
present you
Mark looked into the keen, apprais-
ing eyes OF Mrs. kcnson with dislike
and disgust.
You'd better let him go, Major kcl-
he said. As he spoke he saw
Mrs. Kcnson bite her lip vindictively
"Oh. I'll leave him to you." respond.
cd Kcllerman airly. you'll excuse me-
Wallace. I'm sure. but Mrs. kcnson's
auto will bc here in Il few moments.
Mark. hot with Indignation. answer
ed nothing, but raised the man from
the ground and got him outside TN"
gate. AS he did so he heard the door
OF the house close softly.
The tramp was half unconscious.
and muttering vaguely. BLOOD stream
ed from two cuts in his head. Their"
was a great spreading bruisc upon the
forehead. Mark tried to staunch the
bleeding with his handkerchief.
The man stared at him wildly. and
suddenly burst into a fit OF hystcrical
weeping.
After four years." he muttered.
After four years! And him-the
See here" said Mark. I'm going
to help you to your home. II you have
any. BY rights l ought to turn you
over to the police. but you seem to
have got what was coming to you."
But the man only stared at him and
went on muttering.
-Four years since I've seen her" he
mumbled. II didn't want money. Only
the word. God knows l wouldn't have
taken money from her as he said. the
cur"
WAS she your wife?" asked Mark.
thinking that ne saw light.
God forbid" calculated the man
with conviction spontaneity. "Who
are you. anyway" he demanded. look
ing at him directly for the first time.
What were you doing in that place."
He grasped Mark by the arm. "Arc
YOU another friend OF hers?" he asked.