Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1919-06-27

men, Mr.. Jones, than you know ABOUT
ne?"
II don't know anything about 'em."
"What was their business?"
.'Mr. Room was Iookin' for a place
to bring his daughter who has con-
sumption. He didn't want to take her
10 a regular ~consumptive community.
he said, an SO he was lookin' for a
quiet place where she wouldn't be as
sociatin' with lungers all the time.
That was his business, Mr.. Barnes, an
I guess you'd call it respectable,
wouldn't your"
Perfectly. But why should he be
troubled by my presence here if"
Miss Thackeray put an end to the
discussion in a most effectual manne
"Oh, for the Lords sake, cut it out!
Wait till he's dead, can't your" she
whispered 1ercely. you've got all the
time in the world to talk, and he
hasn't more than ten minutes left to
breathe unless that rube doctor gets
here pretty soon. / think he's going
now. Keep still, all Of you. Is he
breathing, Mr.. Barnes? That awful
cough just now seemed to" Her
eyes were fixed on the still face.
"Why-why, how tightly he holds my
hand! I can't get it away-he must
be alive. Mr.. Barnes. Where is that
silly doctor?"
Barnes unclasped the rigid fingers
Of the man called Andrew Paul, and.
shaking his head sadly, drew her
away from the improvised bier. He
and the shivering Mr.. Dillingford con-
Quoted her to the dining room, where
a single kerosene lamp gave out a
feeble, rather CHASTITY light.
"Would you like a little brandy?'
inquired Barnes, as she sat down limp
ly in the chair he pulled out for her.
II have a flask upstairs in my"
81 never touch it," she said. "Im all
right. MY legs wabble a little but
Sit down Nj. Barnes. I've got some
thing to say to you and I'd better say
it now, because it may come in pretty
handy for you later on. DON'T let
those women come in here, Oily.
'This afternoon I walked up in the
woods back Of the tavern to go over
some lines in a new piece we are to do
later on-God knows when! / could
see the house from where / al sit
ting. Rooms windows were plainly
visible. l saw Room standing at a
window looking toward the crossroads
with a pair. Of ield-glasses. Every
once in awhile he would turn to Paul,
who stood beside him with q notebook,
and say something to him. Paul wrote
it down. Then he would look again,
turning the glasses this way and that.
Suddenly my eyes almost popped out
Of my head. Paul had gone away
from the window. He came back and
he had a couple of revolvers in his
hands. They stood there for a few
minutes carefully examining the
weapons and reloading them with
fresh cartridges. Just as / a about
to start down to the house-it was a
little after six o'clock, and getting
awfully dark and overcast--Roon took
up the glasses again. He seemed to
be excited and called his companion.
Paul grabbed the glasses and looked
down the road. They both became
very much excited, pointing and ges-
ticuIating, and taking turn about with
the glasses"
"About six o'clock. you say?" said
Barnes, greatly interested.
ut was a quarter after six when
got back to the house. I spoke to Mr..
Bacon about what I'd een and he said
he believed they were German spies,
up to some kind Of mischief along the
Canadian border. Then about half an
hour later you came to the tavern. ]
saw Room sneak out to the head Of the
| stairs and listen to your conversation
with Jones when you registered. That
gave me an idea. 1t was you they
were watching the road for"
Barnes held up his hand for silence.
Listen" he said in a low voice. u
will tell you who they were looking