Charlevoix county herald., 1920-04-30
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tne prospects tnat you VIII nave hTe
unusually good. / am quite willing to
speculate on your fortunes. A memo
randa for legal services due one year
from date-such as / have already
drawn up-and bearing your signature,
will be quite satisfactory. Glance
over the items, please; yes, sit here
at the table. Now. If you will sign
that there will be no further cause
for you to feel any uneasiness-this
line, please"
Cavendish grasped the penholder In
his fingers, and signed. 1t was the
act of a man dazed. half stupefed,
/ unable to control his actions. In a
, way II was a confession Of guilt. an
Acknowledgement Of his fear Of ex-
posture, yet he felt utterly incapable
of resistance. Enright unlocked the
door, and projected his head outside,
comprehending clearly that the proper
time to strike was while the iron was
hot.
Calling Miss Healy. one Of his ste
nographera. he made her an official wit
ture of John Cavendish.
Not until ten minutes later when he
was on the street did II occur to John
Cavendish that the carbon copy OF
the will, together with the rough notes
In his Cousins handwriting, still re-
mained in Enright's possession. Vain
" he tried to force himself to return
and demand them, but his nerve fail
ed. and he shuffled away hopelessly In
the hurrying crowds.
AS Francois Valois trudged along
the night streets toward his rooming
house he came face to face with a
trim young woman In smart blue
Serge. "Oh, hello" she cried pleasant
1y, bringing up short. Then seeing the
puzzled look upon the Wallets face, she
said: Don't you remember me? I'm
Miss Donovan Of the Star. / came
up to the apartments the morning of
the Cavendlsh murder with one Of the
boys"
valois smiled warmly; men usually
did for Miss Donovan. 81 remember"
he said dolorously.
The girl sensed some underlying
sorrow in his voice and with profess
sional skill learned the cause within
a minute. Then, because she believed
that there might be more to be told,
and because she was big-hearted and
interested in every ones troubles, she
urged him to accompany her to a
nearby restaurant and pour out his
heart while she supped. Lonely anc
disheartened, Valois accepted gladly
and within half an hour they were
seated at a tiny table in an Italian
cafe.
about your dischargeT she queried
after a time,
81 was not even asked to accompany
Mr.. Frederick's body" he burst out,
"even though l had been with him q
tyear. So stayed II jartmen-
Ito straighten things, ng to be
retained In John CavendiShs service.
I even did the work in his apartments,
but when he returned ana saw me
there he seemed to lose his temper,
wanted to know why / was hanging
around, and ordered me out of the
place. Flung money at me, he did,
told me to get out, that he never
wanted to see me again. Since then
l have tried for three weeks to find
work, but II has been useless"
While she gave him a word of SYM
patty, Miss Donovan was busils think
ing. She remembered Willis remark
In the apartments. "Are you sure OF
the dead mans IDENTIFY His face
is badly mutilated, you know" and
her alert mind sensed possibility Of
a newspaper story back of young
Cavendish's unwarranted and strange
act.
"Mr. valois," she said kindly,
would you mind II I asked you a
question or two moreT
mo" the'man returned.
"All right. First, what sort of a
man was your masterT
valois answered almost with rever-
ence:
IVA nice, quiet gentleman. A man
.nbt liked outdoors and outdoor sports.
Best Of all, he liked to spend his
evenings at home reading"
mot much like his cousin John
she ventured with narrowing eyes.
mo, ma'am. God be praised
There's a young fool for you. miss,
crazy for the women and his drink
ing"
81 understand that he was dependent
upon Frederick Cavendish."
HE was, miss" valois said disgust
edly, "for every cent"
did they ever quarrelr
81 never heard them. But / do
know there was no love lost between
them, and knoy that young John