The Washington times., 1918-03-12
The Wolves of New York
A STORY OF LOVE AND MYSTERY
Just AS Esther Tells Harold She Will
Marry Him She Is Summoned to
the Deathbed of Her Maid

Finch? None at all?"
Il fear-none." the detective an
swered, gravely.
Esther could say no more. She
sobbed bitterly, and Mrs. Meredith
could do little to console her. 1t
was not till they approached the
hospital that she recovered suf-
ficiently to dry her eyes. There
was one question she wished to ask.
THE murderer-has he been ar
rested?"
mo" was the answer: The struck
the blow and made of. No one
thought at first that the girl was
badly hurt. She did not even real
iEe it herself. But the wound was
a mortal one"
"where did It hGppen?"
"In Central Park at about I
o'clock last night. There was a
difficulty in tracing the girl, and
the makers name in the clothes
led uS at first to believe that she
was indeed you. Luckily she re-
covered sufficiently to give her
name before we had gone far on
the wrong scent. She seemed very
anxious TO see you-it is the one
thing she keeps repeating-so We
telegrsphed to you at once"
AS he spoke they reached the
door OF Roosevelt Hospital. They
were admitted at once and conduct
ed to the ward in which Mary
Smith was lying.
Arrive Just In Time.
you are only just in time" said
the nurse who took charge OF them
They have tried to take her depo-
sition. but she is sinking fast. and
can hardly speak. But 1 am glad
that she will see Miss Vassell."
Esther approached the bed and
looked pitifully at the pale, pretty
face, It's coarseness softened by the
approach of death. Mary lay very
still, her eyes closed. The bed was
carefully screened OF from the rest
of the ward. The coverlet was
hardly stirred by her faint breath
ing.
Esther took the cold hand in hers.
Mary" she murmured.
The dying girl opened her eyes
and the light of recognition shot
into them.
Forgive Me. Pleaded Mary.
"Oh, Miss VasselI"-the words
were hardly audible-"I am glad
you have come! Will you-will
you forgive me-"
Forgive you. you poor girl
what for?"
'.Because-becauss I took your
dress-although'-
"a. don't, don't! cried Esther.
What does that matter now? Ny
God. IL is 1 who should ask for
Eivenness"
Say. I forgive you" persisted
the girl. trying to raise herself.
and holding Esthers hand tightly.
Il forgive you, dear" murmured
Esther brokenly.
Thank you. thank you, was
so unhappy. I wanted you 10 come.
1 wanted to tell you. TO warn
you"-
Yes. yes"
who Killed Mary Smith,
There was a long pause. The dy-
ing girls mother. who sat on the
other side Of the ped. set up a plain
tive moan.
shes a goin'. Oh, my Mary
ITO warn you-the man who did
this-you know hint was
OH"
The tragic death OF Mary Smith,
coming so soon after the torturing
ordeal which Esther had undergone
at Adderley. caused q complete
breakdown OF the girls strong con-
stitution. She was taken to her
hotel, and II was well over a fort
night before she was allowed to see
any one. Harold. OF course. could
not come TO her. much as he desired
to do 80, and had to content himself
with daily letters from Mrs. Mere
dith reporting progress.
story of Mary's Death.
The inquest on the unfortunate
girl led TO further development. II
was shown how she had asked for
and obtained a days holiday. prom
isIng to be back Al Helm Court at
10 o'clock. She had carried her
mi~tress' dress TO town with her in
a box. for she had changed her
clothes on arriving at her mothers
house Mrs. Smith explained, with
many tears. that she had expressed
surprise at her daughter possessing
such garments. but she had believed
MAry's statement that they had been
given TO her by Miss EassalI, who
was eNtravagGnt in such matters.
Mary had gone out to spend the af-
ternoon with her young mana
most respectable young man-and
she was probably hurryinE home
20 change and have a little dinner
when the catastrophe occurred.
"AAry's own declaration as she
lay upon her death bed did not as
sist matters much. She was hur-
rylng along one Of the less frequent
ed paths and she was a little ner-
vous. for she had an idea that Ehe
was being followed by a man whom
she had vaguely noticed I'm the
ncighborhood Of the Metropolitan
Museum. Smartly dressed as she
was. and alone. she thought IL not
unlikely that she might attract at
tention TO the casual paEser.by.
KILLED BY q Sudden Blow.
The blow came quite suddenly.
She did not even know that the man
was 30 close to her. A hand was
passed around her waist. and she
fancied she felt a tug at the chain
she wore: she started forward with
a slight scream, and then turned