The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1920-11-18

"How you talk!' and Mrs.
Black shuddered delicately II
don't see how you a bear to
have to 90 with those awful in
vessigations!"
would you sit calmly down,
and let the murderer go scot
frec?'
Eyes, rather tina mink in with
that awful coroner man, and
worse still, detectives!" Mrs.
Black brought out the word as if
she had said scorpions"
Avice was about to make an
indignant reply, when the bell
rang, and the card was brought
in OF Mr.. Pinckney, a reporter.
Don't see him." said Mrs.
Black, looking scornfully at the
card.
"Indeed I shall," and Avice
rose determinedly. "Why, if I
don't set him straight, there's no
telling what he'll print"
Realizing this, Mrs. Black fol-
lowed the girl into the library,
and together they met the re-
porter.
lawfully sorry to ~ineirsae,"
said a frank-faced, nice-yoiced
young man. Gotten Iwish I'd
chosen any other career thar
that or a reporter. Downright
good of you to see me, Miss
Trowbridge,--isn't it?"
eyes," said Avicc, Ct am Miss
Trowbridge and this is Mrs.
Black"
"What can we. tell you?" said
Mrs. Black, acknowledging the
visitors bow, and quickly tax
ing the initiative. "There is so
little to tell"
"Ah, yes" and the interrupt
ing Pinckney deliberately turned
to Avice. "But you will tell me
all you know, won't you? It's
so annoying to the family to
have details made up-and-we
must get the news somehow
His youthful, almost boyish
AIR pleased Avice, who had
thought reporters a crude, rather
slangy lot, and she responded at
once
"Indeed ] will Mr.. Pinkney.
It's horrid to have things told
wrongly, especially a thing like
this" Her eyes filled, and the
reporter looked down at his still
empty notebook.
but, don't you see, Miss
Trowbridge," he said, gently eff
you tell me tie details it might
help in unearthing the TRUTH
for you don't know who did it,
do ycuf"
ono, we don't" broke in
Eleanor Black; you'd better
notify to talk Avice, dear, you
are SO unstrung. Let me answer
Mr.. Pinckney's questions"
"I'm not unstrung, Eleanor,
at least not so much so that |
can't talk. Mr. Pinckney, il you
can be Of assistance in any way
Of solving the mystery Of my
nncle's death shall BE very
grateful. The inquest will be
held this morning, and I sup
pose,-I hope that will throw
some light on it all. But just
now KNOW Of no way to look
ooh Of course, it was a high
way rohber," said Mrs. Black.
"There can be no doubt Of it."
3But is there any proof Of it?"
and the reporter locked at her
inquiriagly. ono doubt is not
sufficient, proof positive is what
we want
"Of course, we do" agreed
Avice., Just think, Mr.. Pick
eny. we know nothing but that
my uncle IVES tabled to death in
the woods. We don't even know
why he went into the woods.
Though that, of course, is prob
ably a simple reason. He was a
naturalist and went often on long
tramps looking for certain spec;-
mems for his collections
Eyes, that would explain his
beirg there" said Pinckney,
eagerly. Did you know he was
goirg?'
NC; 81 Inc contrary he said
he would De hoae at 5 o'clock.
lie tcld me he might be home
earlier said Mrs. Black, look
ing sorroWfnl. Il expected him
as carly as 3 or 4, for we were
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