Iron County record. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1893-1982, 1920-12-10
copyr,snt 1870 BY the Avthes

what you say. 1 must nave toiu you
what saw, there In the forest. :"
Her eyes filled again. tears ran down
her cheeks. She averted her face.
"Oh, the pity of III" she repeated.
"Just when life seemed about to com
pensate her for all she had never
had :"
"Don't let go like this, ella. Re
member. nothing Is certain"
"No-you are wrong. / saw her, !
know"
"You think So"
"Why do you persist In saying thatf
Have my dreams ever proved ground
less7"
1--WE don't know. yet; perhaps some
Of them we're. But this wasn't one Of
what you call your dreams; Il was
vision, possibly hallucination. in hyp-
motto trance. II may have been a true
phenomenon OF telesthetic communi.
cation: assuming that Leonora was
really dead, your spirit may have
found some means, by some extraor-
binary effort, to surmount the obsta-
Giles. whose very nature Is unknown
to us, that stand between the living
and the dead, prohibiting communica-
ton But we don't know"
He argued earnestly, with intention,
seeing he had already engaged her
interest to such extent that she was
forgetting to grieve.
ION the other hand. we do know
It's easy to fool ourselves. Remember,
you have gone about all day fretted
by feeling that something was wrong
with Leonora. some danger threatened
her happiness. You passed into the
hypnotic trance already prepared TO
see the worst. You saw II. But the
question remains unanswered, and for
the time being unanswerable: Did you
see truly, or did you see a fantasy
conjured up by your own Imagination
influenced by fearf"
III could only think that, Phillip
"Why not try7"
But he was arguing against his own
conviction: his argument lacked con.
viction. Her dropping head described
a movement Of rejection.
"No," she said "the trouble is
know -. But the mystery and the
horror Of such an end Philip
who could have killed herr
IF she Is dead. as you think--need
we accuse anybody of murderf II
might have been suicide"
"Oh. no." she interrupted almost
cornfully--'never Why should she
do such thingf She was SO happy.
she loved Mario. he loved her de-
votedly."
"Or an accident, perhaps :"
She seemed TO try to adopt this
theory. she pondered II at length. but
In the end could not accept II.
mo" she declared 'it was neither
suicide nor accident. Il was what she
had been afraid OF all along. death by
violence
w. DEFIANCE.
Late In the evening the telephone
interrupted the supervision Of her
packing, with which Priscilla was Ell.
deavoring to divert her weary thoughts
and with no great success.
Her maid being busy at the moment,
Priscilla answered In person, and SUIT
fered q slight shock when she heard
the studied accent Of Mr.. Harry Chill
vers-so completely had she forgotten
the man. Mr.. Chilvers chirped
briskly:
"Oh, hello, Nora This Is Harry
What happened to you this afternoon I
Forget our date for tea? Or did some
thing get In your way"
Quite evidently Mr.. Chilvers was
prepared to be good fellow and over
look that slight. But Priscilla replied
with an apathy nothing short Of Gym.
ical:
Miss Maine is not ut home"
An oath OF resentful incredulity was
cut In two as she clicked the receiver
into Its hook; but the picture suggest
ed. OF the Nut raging at a mute and
Unconditional telephone, failed 20 excite
even the ghost OF her smile.
The death OF Leonora had bereft the
man OF all claim upon her considera-
tion, rendering him hopelessly incom-
retent for harm. He had become moth
Ing 10 her, less than nothing. The
Incident served merely TO remind her
that she had neglected to tell Fosdick
about the fellow. his effrontery, the
insolence OF his Unveiled threats
Now the bitterest melancholy OPP
pressed her. desolation indescrib-
able; the vision OF the pool was con-
slant In her imagination, obscuring
even material objects that passed I'M
der her regard the sense OF loss, liv-
ing anguish from which there was no
escape.
Only In sleep did she find surcease
then there was oblivion OF a sort In
a sleep heavy and hot and thick, in
which she lay inert like something
submerged In tepld, black, viscous
fluid, from which she emerged with
throbbing head and sluggish pulses,
unrested, enervated, respondent.
Fosdick called up about mid-morn-
ing and, hearing her report on the
effect of the drug, told her to discon-