Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1919-03-18
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and to the shops, and wherever she
chose. without let or h~tndrance. 1t
did my heart good to see her enjoy
herself in those innocent ways.
''Then MI. Schuyler came. knew
the man. knew that he came be-
cause he had heard OF the charm and
beauty of Vicky Van. He had no idea
he would find her hin own wife! When
he did discover it I knew no would
Schuyler! 1 knew nothing short OF
murder would satisfy the rage that
possessed him at the discovery. 1
prepared for 1t. I got the little bontng
knife from the pantry, and AZ Mr..
Schuyler lifted the carver and aimed
it at Ruth's breast I drove the little
knife into his vile. wicked. murderer's
heart. And I'm glad I did 1t! I glory
in it! I saved Ruth's life and rid the
had no right to live and breathe on
Gods earth! Now. you may take me
and do with me as you will. 1 give
myself up"
1t was the truth. On the carving
knife appeared. plain as print, the
finger marks Of Randolph Schuyler.
proved a hundred times by prints pho
itographed from his own letters. toilet
articles. and personal belongings in
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the discovery Of Ruth masquerading
as vicky Van. and in his sudden reali-
zation Of all that it meant. he clutched
the first weapon he saw, the little
carver. to end her life and crafty
his madness for revenge. Just in time.
the watching Tibbetts had interviewed.
stabbed Schuyler. and then ran up
stairs, to escape through the hidden
doors to the other house.
p,yfh. cfy,nnoN OF tho ciDht ~ tho
blow driven by Tbbetts. and dazed
by her own arrow escape from a
fearful death. picked up the carver
that dropped from S~chuyler's lifeless
hand and ran upstairs, too.
She had. she explained afterward.
q hazy idea that she was picking up
the knife that Tibbetts had used, SO
b~ewildered was she at the swift turn
of events. And as she stopped over
seen her and assumed she was the
murderer. This, too. explained the
blood on the flounces Of her gown
it had brushed the fallen figure Of her
husband and became stained at the
touch.
The two women had. of course, slip
ped through the connecting mirror
doors into the Schuyler house. and
long before the alarm was brought
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ready to receive the news.
Then Ruth's quandry was a serious
one. Innocent herself. she could not
tell Of her double life without making
the whole affair public and incrimin-
ating Tibbetts, whom she loved al
most as a mother and who had saved
Ruth's life by a fraction of a second.
An instant's delay and Schuyler's
knife would have been driven into
Ruth's heart.
So. for Tibbetts' sake. Ruth, per-
force kept the secret Of vicky Van.
II was not ashamed Of it." she told
US, frankly. There was nothing really
wrong in my living two lives. My
husband denied me the pleasure and
joy that life owed me, so I found it
for myself. I had a friend or
committed a Iced or said a word as
Victoria Van Allen that all the world
mightn't hear or know of. And I
should have owned up to the whole
scheme at once except. that it would
bring out the knowledge Of !Tibbetts'
act. 3
II wished not to go back to the
other house al all and should not
have done so for myself. But I had
reasons-connected with other PEG.
pie. A friend. whom I love, had
asked the privilege of having certain
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of Miss Van Allen, and I had to go
in once or twice to rescue those, and
so prevent a scandal that would en-
sue upon their discovery. For her
sake 1 risked going back there al
night Also, I wanted my address
book, for it has in it many addresses
Of people who are my charity bene-
ficiaries. Mr.. Schuyler never allowed
me. to contribute to any charitable
cause, and I have enjoyed giving help
to some who need and deserve it
These addresses I had to have, and
I have them.
Mr.. Stone was right. The walls
had tongues. He first noticed a little
defect in the green paint in the living
room. which I had retouched. Win.
| ME told me Of this, and I realized how
clever Mr.. Stone is. So, I threw away
the paint I had used, which was in
here, and I carefully thought out
what else was discriminating and re.
moved all I could from the othe,
house. Fibsy noticed when I took a
book from a table, but that book ]
wanted. because" she. blushed-
because Mr.. Calhoun had given it tc
me and I wasn't sure I could get II
any other way.
but the walls told all, and at the
last I knew it was only a question
of time when MI. Stone or Terence
would discover the doors. I suppose
the strand Of beads that caught as
escaped that night gave a hint, 'but
they would have found them anyway
They are wonderful doors-in theiI