The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1919-10-16

bold, inevitable sort OF letters. Come
over here to thig desk"
For a few moments he worked at
sheet Of paper with the pin, then
threw II down in disgust.
This sort OF thing requires prac-
tice." he muttered. Here. Bert. you're
cIeverer with your fingers than I.
You take It. and Ill dictate"
Between them, after several fail
ures. they prodrced fair copy Of the
following:
"Mr. Alden Honeywell will choose
between making explanation to the
post-office authorities or calling at
$3.50 D. m. tomorrow on A. Jones, Ad-
Visor. Astor Court Temple
This Average Jones inclosed in an
envelope which he addressed in writ
ing to Alden Honeywell. Esq. $50
West Seventy-fourth street. city. aft
erward pin-pricking the letters in out
! line. Just for moral effect" he ex-
planned. I'm part this ought to give
him a taste OF the trouble he made for
poor Robinson. You'll be there to-
morrow, Bert?"
Watch me!" replied that gentle
man with unwonted emphasis. But
will Alden Honeywell. Esquire7"
Surely. Also Mr.. William II. Rob
inson OF the Caronia. Note that of
the Caronia.' It's Significant"
At three-thirty the following after
noon three men were waiting In Aver
age Jones' inner office. Average Jones
sat at his desk sedulously polishing
| his left-hand fore-knuckle with the
tennis callus of his right palm.
Bertram lounged gracefully in the
big chair Mr. Robinson fidgeted.
There was an atmosphere OF ten.
sion in the room. At three
forty there came a tap-tapping
across the floor of the outer room. and
knock at the door brought them all
to their feet Average Jones threw
4 the door open. took the man who
stood outside by the arm. and pushing
a chair toward him. seated him in II.
The newcomer was an elderly man
dressed with sober elegance. In his
scarf was a scarab OF great value; on
his left hand a superb signet ring. he
| carried a heavy, gold-mounted stick.
His face was curiously divided against
itself The fine calm forehead and the
deep setting OF the widely separated
eyes gave an impression OF intellec-
| tual power and balance. But the low
er part OF the face was mere wreck
age; the chin quivering and fallen,
from self-indulgence, the fine lines Of
the nose coarsened by the spreading
nostrils: the mouth showing both the
soft contours of sensuality and the
hard, fine lines of craft and cruelty.
The mans eyes were unholy. They
stared straight before him. and were
dead. With his entrance there was
infused in the atmosphere sense Of
something venomous.
"Mr. Alden Honeywell?" said Aver
age Jones'
"Yes." The voice had refinement
and calm.
Il want to introduce you to Mr..
William H. Robinson
The newcomers head turned slowly
to his right shoulder then back. His
eyes remained rigid.
why. the mans blind,' burst out
Mr.. Robinson in his piping voice.
"Blind." echoed Bertram. did you
know this. Average?"
"Of course. The pin-pricks showed
II. And the letter mailed to Mr.. Rob
inson at the general delivery, which.
II you remember. had the address pen
ciled in from p:n-1oles."
when you have quite done discuss
ing my personal misfortune said
Honeywell patiently, perhaps you
viii be good enough to tell me which
is William Robinson"
81 am returned the owner OF that
name. And do you be good enough
| to tell me why you hound me with your
hellish threats"
THAT is not William Robinson's
voice," said the blind man. who are
your"
William II. Robinson"
Not William Honeywell Robin
son."
mo: William Hunter Robinson"
"Then why am I brought here?"
ITO make a statement for publica-
tion in tomorrow mornings newspa-
per-" returned Average Jones crisply.
Statement? Is this yellow jour
nal trap?"
"As a courtesy to Mr.. Robinson. I'll
explain. How long have you lived In
the Caronia, Mr.. Robinson?"
about eight months"
Then. some three or four months
before you moved in. another William
II. Robinson lived there for a short
time His middle name was Honey
well. He Is a cousin. and an object
Of great soiicitude 10 this gentleman
here. In fact. he is. or will be, the
chief witness against Mr.. Honeywell in
his effort to break the famous Holden
HONEYWELL will. disposing Of some ten
million dollars. Am right. Mr..
HoneyWell?"