The Concordia sentinel. (Vidalia, Concordia Parish, La.) 1882-current, 1921-10-29

cealment 1t is necessary to change
other things besides your face and
figure. You must change your man.
nerisms and unconscious little tricks.
Mo- won't tell you what it is that
gave you away. You can ponder over
1t in prison"
$50 you mean to hand me over to
the police, do you?" said Peterson
slowly.
II see no other course open TO me"
replied Drummond.
The sudden opening Of the door
made both men look round. Then
Drummond bowed, to conceal a smile.
"Just In time, Miss Irma."
The girl swept past him and con-
fronted Peterson.
"What has happenedT' she painted.
THE garden is full Of people whom
I've never seen. And there were two
men running down the drive covered
with weeds and dripping with wa
ter"
Peterson smiled grimly.
"A slight setback has occurred, my
dear. I have made big mlstake-a
mistake which has proved fatal.
have underestimate the ability Of
Captain Drummond; and as long as
live 1 shall always regret that ! did
not kill him the night he went explor-
| ing In this house."
Fearfully the girl faced Drum
mond then she turned again to Peter
son.
"Where's Henryr she demanded.
THAT again Is a point on which
am profoundly ignorant" answered
Peterson. Perhaps Captain Drum
mond can enlighten US on that aIsoT
EYES," remarked Drummond, II can
Henry has had an accident. After
drove him back from the duchess last
night"-the girl gave a cry, and Pc
terson steadied her with his arm
I'VE had words--dreadful words. And
for a long time, Carl, thought it
would be better If you and had SINH
lar words. IT. fact, I'm not sure even
now that IL wouldn't be safer in the
| long run.
"But where Is hep said the girl,
through dry lips.
"Where you ought to be. Carl" an
swered Hugh grimly. where, sooner
or later, you win be-"
He pressed the STUDS In the niche
Of the wall. ard the door Of the big
safe swung open slowly. With a
scream Of terror the girl sank half
faInting on the floor, and even Peter
sons cigar dropped on the floor from
his nervous lips. For, hung from the
ceiling by two ropes attached to his
arms, was the dead body Of Henry
L.akington. And even as they watched
Il, II sagged lower, ard one Of the
feet hit sullenly against q beautiful
'My Godr' muttered Peterson. did
You murder himf"
'-Oh, NOT" answered Drummcud.
"He inadvertently fell in the bath he
got ready for me. and then when he
nan up the stairs In considerable pain.
that interesting mechanical device
broke his mech"
"Shut the door," screamed the girl
II can't stand It."
She covered her face with her
hands, shuddering. while the door
slowly swung to again.
~Yes," remarked Drummond thought
fully, SIT should be an interesting
trial. shall have such a lot to tell
them about the little entertainments
here, and all your endearing ways"
With the big ledger under his arm
he crossed the room and called &c
some men who were standing outside
in the hall: and as the detectives
thoughtfully supplied by Mr.. Green
entered the central room, he glanced
for the last time at Carl Peterson anG
! his daughter. Never had the cigal
gIowed more evenly between the mas
ter-criminal's lips; never had the CIR
: Irma selected cigarette from he
gold and tortoise-shell case with NOR
supreme indifference.
"Good-by, my ugly oneI" she cried
] with a charming smile, as two Of tn
men stepped up to her.
"Good-by." Hugh bowed. and a ting
% regret showed for q moment in BIZ
eyes.
"NOt good-by. Trma." Carl Petersen
removed his cigar. and stared a
; Drummond steadily. "Only an revoIr
! | INV friend. only AN ravoiro