The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1921-12-02

cealment 1t is necessary to change
other things besides your face and
figure. You must change your man
neriSms and unconscious little tricks.
Mol won't tell you what it is that
gave you away. You can ponder over
it in prison"
$50 you mean to hand me over to
the police, do your said Peterson
slowly.
Il 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 happened?" she painted.
1.-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. / have made a big mistake-a
mistake which has proved fatal /
have underestimate the ability of
Captain Drummond; and as long as I
live / shall always regret that 1 did
not kill him the night he went eXplor-
ing in this house."
Fearfully the girl faced Drum
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son.
"Where's Henry?" she demanded.
"That again is point on which /
am profoundly ignorant" answered
Peterson. Perhaps Captain Drum
mond can enlighten US on that also?"
YES" remarked Drummond, 81 can.
Henry has had an accident. After l
drove him back from the duchess last
night'-the girl gave cry, and Pc
tersOn steadied her with his arm
for a long time, Carl, thought it
would be better if you and had SINH
lar words. II fact, I'm not sure even
now that it wouldn't be safer in the
long run. . :"
"But where is he?" said the girl,
through dry lips.
'Where you ought to be, Carl" an
swered Hugh grimly. "Where, sooner
or later, you will 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
darlington. And even as they watched
it, it sagged lower, ard one of the
feet hit sullenly against a beautiful
old gold vase
my Godw muttered Peterson. ''Did
you murder him?"
''He inadvertently fell in the bath he
got ready for me, and then when he
ran up the stairs in considerable pain,
that interesting mechanical device
broke his neck"
"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.
eyes," remarked Drummond thought
fully, sit should be an interesting
trial. I 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 to
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 and
his daughter. Never had the cigar
glowed more evenly between the mas
ter-criminal's lips; never had the girl
Irma selected a cigarette from her
gold and tortoise-shell case with more
supreme Indifference.
"Good-by, my ugly one!' she cried,
with a charming smile, as two of the
men stepped up to her.
"Good-by," Hugh bowed, and a tinge
of regret showed for a moment in his
eyes.
"Not good-by, Irma" Carl Peterson
removed his cigar, and stared at
Drummond steadily. "Only au revoir,
my friend; only au revoir.'