Iron County news. [volume] (Hurley, Wis.) 1913-1950, 1920-11-06
CHAPTER IV.-Continued.

sr,o before in all my life till just
rome ter think OF it, believe
,.ot was the name in that La Rue
-rs letter. / got it yere in the
.st. It's torn some, an don't mean
amin TO met sounds kinder nutty"
H. threw open a drawer, rummaging
Within bur without pausing in speech.
.TbeD fellow blew in we're this
ornfn off the Limited, asking about
yon Jm an DANCED if l don't be-
siove he said his name was Cavendish.
Tho register was full so he didn't
write # down, hut that was the name
In right. And now you tote in an
ctber one. What is this, anyhow-a
Family reunion"
you say a man by that name was
here-asking for me?"
yep; I reckon he's asleep up
stairs, for he never showed up at sup
per"
IN what room, Peter"
"Nine."
Westcott. with a swift word OF ex-
cuse to Stella, dashed into the hall,
and disappeared up the stairway. TAX
sng three steps at a time. A moment
sater those below heard him pounding
al door, then his voice sounded:
This is Jim Westcott; open up"
Timmons stood gazing blankly at
the empty staircase. hopping his face
with bandanna handkerchief. Then
he removed his horn-rimmed specta-
cles. and polished them, as though what
mind he possessed had become COM
pletely dazed.
He turned around and noticed Miss
Il Donovan the sight of her standing
there bringing back a reminder of his
duty.
He was a sayin' as how likely yer
wanted to go to bed, miss"
u Not now; I'll wait until Mr.. West
colt comes down. What is that paper
in your hand? Is that the letter Miss
La Rue leftf"
He held it up in surprise, gazing at
*4 it through his glasses.
~ why, Lord bless met Is, isn't it?
Must have took it out O. Their drawer
On never thought of the darned thing
A agn"
May see it?"
q Sure; taln't O. no consequence ter
me; / reckon the woman sOrter packed
In hurry, and this got lost. The
4 ChlDk found 1t under the bed"
She took It in her hand, and
q crossed the room, finding a seat be-
meath one of the bracket-lamps, but
with her face turned toward the hall.
1t was inst a single sheet of folded
paper not inclosed in an envelope,
and had been torn across, so that the
Two parts barely held together. She
felt that here was the key which was
10 unlock the secret of this strange
crime. Whoever the man upstairs
might prove to be-the real Caven-
dish or some impOstor-thiS paper she
held in her hands was destined TO be
s INK IN the chain. She unfolded 1t
slowly and her eyes traced the written
WORDS within. 1t was a hasty scrawl
written on the cheap paper of some
OBSCURE hotel in Jersey City, extreme
dihlcult to decipher, the hand of
,le man who wrote exhibiting plainly
ue excitement under which he la
"A bored.
1t was a message of warning; he
was leaving New York, and would sail
,NS' evening for some place in South
nLs''ca where he did not say. Love
Oay caused him to tell her what had
occurred. A strange word puzzled
Isf' and before she could decipher it
oVeS broke the silence, followed by
''ps % the stairs. She glanced up
su'cKly; It was Westcott returning
e''0inpanied by tall, rather slender
rau with a closely trimmed beard.
-e Two crossed the room, and she
Sill IN her hand 0"ee 'e''e'
Miss Donovan, this is Froder,c,,
49, as,enulsl-the real Frederick Cav.
,1a'sn have told him something Of
- "0uose ne has been to us all"
ST. I've real Frederick Cayendlsb
bsl4 ,ee down into her eyes. while he
os ,'a ner fingers tightly cIasped in his
NEE. enc believed In him. liked him
un.h trouble which 1 regret very
b, ban -, he said humDly. 'westcott
vs,, viz ne a little, a very little. Of
VA y.s' has occurred since i left Na VI
mr. sla 50 harriedly two months ago
a. -, I the first I knew about If and
pa,,1 MYSTERY of the whole AFFAIR Is a.
W. Yves "idened wonderingly.
Ssa 'oo cannot explain? Not evo,
c..ss ne he dead man was found mn vr
- i h. AZ Your apartments?"
,p, Invent the least idea
M b. y las told me all no tno
,sss ss n ~es;cott, but It on n' =.
s = midnight when ba O my ' sK-
tan t ~ vas IN his apartments less
t,s "a minutes after his vaI I 'T -
s5a5 f. P90sed he left everything
o O. H. 7 tastrueting vaIois what