The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1920-09-17

gether At ease. Neither broke the -
lence between them until they reached
the nat boulder and had found seats
In the shelter Of overhanging trees.
She sat a moment. then she turned
toward him questioningly.
II was very rude" she said. "out
you will forgive me when explain
the cause. ] had to act as did or
else lose my hold entirely on that
man-you understands
81 do not need to understand" he
answered CALAMITY. ut Is enough that
you say So"
mo. It is not enough. value your
friendship, Mr.. Westcott. and need
your advice"
you may feel confidence IN me-"
"Oh. do; indeed. you cannot real
lie how thoroughly I trust you" and
impulslvely she touched his hand with
her own. "Tbat is why wrote you
to meet me ,here-so l could tell you
the whole story"
He waited. his eyes on her face.
II received my letter this morning.
the letter told you expected, con-
tanning my instructions. They--they
relate to this man Ned Beaton and the
woman he expects on this train"
"Your instructions" he echoed
doubtfully. "You mean you have been
sent after these people on some crimi-
nal matter? You are a detectivew !.
Tbara must kauo haan tnpa NJ
distrust in his voice, for she turned
and faced him defiantly.
''No; not that. Listen: I am
newspaper woman. special writer
on the New York Star" She paused,
her cheeks flushing with nervousness.
TIT was very strange that met
you first of all--for 1t seems that the
case is of personal interest to you."
ITO me! Why, that is hardly likely.
II It originated in New York"
1T did"-she drew. in a sharp
breath-''for 1t originated in the muir
der of Frederick Cavendish."
!. 1.-THE murder of Cavendishi He has
been killed."
Yes; at least that Is what every
one believes. except possibly one man
his former valet. His body was
found lying dead on the floor of his
private apartment. the door of his safe
open, the money and papers missing.
The coroner's jury brought In YER
dict Of murder on these facts"
But when was this?"
She gave the date and he studied
over 1t.
1.-The same day he should have re-
ceived my telegram" he said gravely.
That's why the poor fellow never an
swered" He turned to her suddenly.
But what became of my Others" he
asked. "and Of all the letters wrote?>
THAT is exactly what I want to
learn. They must have been delivered
to his cousin, John Cavendish. I'll tell
you all l know, and then perhaps. be-
tween us, we may be able to figure II
out"
Briefly and clearly she set before
him the facts she and Willis had been
able to gather: the will, the connec-
ton between Enright and John Cav
endlSn. the quarrel between Jonn ana
Frederick, the visit of John to En-
rights office. the suspicion Of Valois
that the murdered man was not Cav
endish. and. finally. the conversation
overheard in Steinway's, the torn tel.
egram, and the meeting between Ce-
leste La Rue and Enright.
When she had finished Westcott sat,
chin in hand, turning the evidence
over in his mind do you believe
Frederick Cavendish Is dead?" he
asked suddenly.
"Yes." (A
Westcott struck his hand down on
the rock, his eyes glowing dangerously.
"Well. 1 don'tw he exclaimed. II
believe he is alivel My theory Is that