The Grenada sentinel. [volume] (Grenada, Miss.) 1868-1955, 1919-11-21
Jane Bunker
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Again the ring-a long, long rattle;
whoever it was meant to get in. Fol-
lowed a pounding on the door.
Mrs. Delario, though deathly white.
was now composed and ready to meet
the emergency, whatever it was. Me-
chanically she slipped the elastic over
the box and rose.
"Tn go to the door," she decided.
"It's better to see who 1t is, anyway,
Perhaps it's only a district messenger.
If 1t isn't--if it should be officers
they might break IN the door,"
And with that she whisked up her
skirt and tucked the box down into her
stocking.
l had risen and was preparing to
follow her out, feeling she might need
me, but she turned and said for me
to wait behind the door out of sight
and listen.
She left me. I heard the front door
! open just as the pounding began again.
She asked, "What is itT" and a mans
| voice answered, "DOes Eugene DelariO
live here?" She said he did, and de-
manded what was wanted of him. The
mans voice said, 81 must see him at
once"
And then. to my amaZement, l heard
her tell the man, I'm sorry, but you
can't-tOnight; he's sick In bed"
81 rather think 1 can see him, them"
was the retOrt. "And l WILL"
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scuf1e but a very active shuffiing Of
! feet, and the man pushed his way into
! the house in spite of her. pushing her
aside from the door. which he shut
with a bang and a "Now, then" Sen
! sations began to trickle down my
spine.
"In which room is the young man
sick?" demanded the voice.
Il tell you you can't see him re-
fuse to let you 20 upstairs. What
| right have you forcing yourself into
my house this way and demanding to
| see my sick SOM" she asked angrily.
"Now, lady, be reasonable and I'll
| show YOU" he replied in a tone meant
TO conciliate. I heard a rattle of pa
per.
"a warrant !" she gasped.
That's what" he said. want TO
see my badger" There was a slight
rustic as | assumed he showed it to
her, for she gasped, "An Officer-a war
rant!" aud seemed ~ sway on the
stair.
Now. lady."'he began, still concili-
ating, "you don't want to make any
more trouble for yourself than's nee
essary. / got TO do my duty-and 1t
! amt always pleasant-but l got to do
it. 1t amt my fault if l got to arrest
your son-I amt doing it to spite you,
nor him-he didn't steal any diamonds
off~me, you know
"Steal any diamOndS!' she inter-
rupted. He never stole a diamond In
his life. Never!"
I fancied the man Struggling as he
T, answered, $50 much the better for him
If he didn't steal them-I'm sure I
hope for your sake he didn't, though
it looks bad. him trying to sell them
| to the very parties that knew all about
them"
ooh! !" and | could see her clinging
| 10 the baniSter. She IA evidently at
a loss what to do.
| understood in a flash what had
happened-this man or an accOmplice
was the one who had followed her son
home from the Maiden lane dealers
yesterday. He evidently thought he
was making Roadway. for he went on.
"Now see here, lady, you take it
from me-the parties that are press
ing this case don't care for publicity
any more than you door your son
does. 1t would ruin him if 1t got into
| the papers. 10 say nothing of his serv-
| ing time for it"
"Servin" time! My Cod" broke
| from her inyoluntarily.
"Of course he'll serve time IL it's
| proved on him." her visitor assured
her.
She gav. a sob. l was wrought up
II was all could do to keep my place
/ and not join her and help defy the
man: but his next words held me lis
tening.
IF he'll give back the stones he
! showed yesterday, or tell where he's
| hid them, ! can get this settled out OF
court and nobody will be the wiser-k
| you don't say anything. Seer"
sit isn't true." she cried. MY son
! never stole a cents worth of anything
I'm his life"
Here's the warrant"
Arrest him II you will, but the law
will prove him innOcent-if there's law
in the land, and l sometimes doubt It"
"But hadn't You better talk to him
frst?. 1t won't hurt to hear what he
has to say, and II it a be arranged
on the quiet"
II shall not talk to him Do you
think / would insult my son by asking
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