Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1921-07-20
EVENING EDITION.

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~ ,ost3 and We have no time to lose.s
Ha buried his face again In his
hands and groaned aloud. His grief
was "a violent and 30 sincere that
Ricardo. shocked as heN was by the
murder OF Marthe Goblin, set him
self to console him &f8
.But YOU could mot have foreseen
that at three o'clock in the afternoon
at AK
Hanaud brushed the excuse aside.
ST is no extenuation.& i ought to
have foreseen. Oh, but I will have
no pity now" he cried,,aaid as he
ended the words abruptly his face
changed. He lifted trembling fore
finger and pointed. There came a
sudden look Of life into his dull and
~despairing eyes. .s
He was pointing to 8 side-table on
which were piled Mr.. Rtcardo's let
tiers. @5 y4E
"You have not opened them this
morning." he asked.
in bed. I have not thought Of them
till now -
"A Clean OF Hope.
Hanaud crossed to the table, and
looking down atathe letters, uttered q
cry.
said, his voice shaking like his hand.
ut has a Swiss stamp!
He swallowed to moisten his throat,
Ricardo sprang across the room and
tore. open the envelope. There was
a long letter enclosed in a handwrit.
ling unknown to him. He read aloud
the first lines Of the letter:
IT write what L saw and post It to-
might, SO that no one may be before
me with the news. I will come over
tomorrow for the money"
A low exclamation from Hanaud
interrupted the words.
THE signature! Quick!"
Ricardo turned to the end Of tho
letter.
"Marthe Goblin"
, She speaks, them! After all she
speaks!" Hanaud whispered in a
voice Of awe. He ran to the door Of
the oon. opened it suddenly, Ind,
shutting it again, locked 1t. "Quick!
We cannot bring that poor woman
back to life; but we may still
He did 10 finish his sentence. He
took the letter unceremoniously from
Ricardo's hand and seated himself at
the table. Over his shoulder Mr.. Rio
ardo, too, read Marthe Gobin's let
ter. "
1t, was just the sort of letter, which
in Ricardo's view, Marthe Goblin
would have written-a long, stray
Cling letter which never kept t. the
point, which exasperated them on4
moment by its folly and fired them to
excitement the next.
All-Important.
It was dated from a small suburb
re CA~oxya 49, 49, - r. L
lake, and it ran as follows:
THE suburb is but a. street close to
the lakeside. and a tram runs into
the city. It is quite respectable, you
understand, monsieur, with a hotel at
the end of it, and really some very
good houses. But I do not wish to
deceive you about the social position
of myself -or my husband.
Our house Is on the wrong side Of
the Observation-Disclosures. It is a
small house, and we do not see the
water from any Of the windows be-
cause Of the better houses opposite.
NJ. Goblin, my husband, who was a
clerk in m OF the great banks in
Geneva, broke down in health in the
Spring, and for the last three months
has been compelled to keep indoors
% course, money has not been
= plentiful, and I could not afford a
nurse. Consequently I myself have
been compelled to nurse him. Mon
---sieur, If you were a-.zwoman, #you
would know what menrare when they
There is not much distraction for
the woman who nurses%them. so as
I am in the house most Of the day.
I find what amusement I can in
watching the doings Of my neighbors.
You will not blame me.
Continued in tomorrow
Evenings Herald.