New Britain herald., 1922-09-01
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 been struck with anger and terror
 when he learned that Loutrelle was
 going to Resurrection Rock, that
 ghostly island in Lake Huron, with
 its unoccupied house.
 Loutrelle and Ethel had met in these northern woods of Michigan In London he had received in a seance. messages from Ethels father instructing him to go to the Rock trip which he hoped would clear up his obscure percentage.
 Old Lucas Cullen. winner of mil lions in violent battles for timber land In the early days. tries to prevent Loutrelle from reaching the Rock and Ethel fears that Barney has been killed by
 KINCHELOE. acting under Cullen's
 orders. She tries to reach the
 Rock herself.
 GO ON WITH THE STORY
 CHAPTER VI.
 Ethel reached the lake and re- moved her skis. Kincheloe was still far ahead of her, but he was exhibit Ing an uneasiness which restored to Ethel her fears of the night Miss Platt's husband seemed to be losing determination; he no longer was hurrying but was gancing back often at her, and he was wandering off from the direct line to Resurrection Rock.
 She noticed that something on the shore seemed to disturb him and looking about, Ethel observed that Asa Redbird had emerged from the trees and was hastening after them Asa was carrying his rife.
 You want me to stop him?" Asa inquired when he came up.
 Ethel shook her head. Just come with me-
 In silence they completed their journey to the mysterious house on Resurrection Rock. There were no signs of life and when Ethel and Asa Redbird reached the main entrance, the girl received the first shock.
 The glass panel over the knob had been broken. After a moments hesitation, Ethel thrust her arm through the hole so plainly prepared for turning the key from the outside.
 AS she did so she realized that neither Bagley nor Barney Loutrelle would have need to enter in this fashion.
 "Bagley got key from Wheedon," Asa explained. Barney Loutrelle came yesterday and Bagley right here and let him 1n.''
 The hall was wide and pleasant, furnished with gay, bright wall paper picturing tall herons standing in river reeds There were pretty, painted oho irc pI fob table and lounge which had cushions of black silk embroidered with gold herons Underfoot was a handsome, silky rug in the blue and yellow designs of the Chinese weaver. It showed no wear or soil; nothing showed use.
 Ethel stood amazed at the beauty and brightness; she found herself thinking of a woman in connection with the house or Resurrection Rock "a woman of positive and good tastes.
 Draperies hung in wide doorway opening into a big room at the front Bright, diffused light fell upon a large, heavy, carved table near the center of the room: upon chairs and a couch on one side; upon chairs and piano at the east end with a tall lamp and a music cabinet nearby In the wall to EthePs left which was the interior wall, was a large and beau tiful fireplace with high, marble mantel.
 The room showed no sign of dis order or of violence done there; yet sight of the room itself amazingly disturbed her. She did not know why, at first; she merely felt fright ened as by something uncanny
 Asa, I've been in this room. I've never been in this house before; but I've been in this room.' Ethel ex- claimed.
 "Yes? Asa inquired, unable to comprehend her.
 It was plain to her that this room once had been part of French building. French of the sixteenth or seventeenth century. Ethel's recog- milton of this partly explained her impression of familiarity here; when she was child at her aunt's chateau, Aunt Cecelia had taken her on visits to chateaux of many of Uncle Hi- laire's friends. She might indeed have been in this very room before. It was hopeless for her to try to recall from her memoirs of when she was five and eight.
 Her mind was not now dwelling upon what might have been her own association with this room. What was Barney Loutrelle's? He had been sent across the ocean to the room. Why?
 She moved nearer the mantel and razed at the design incised over the fireplace; it bore a dignifed, formal device like-yes, very like-the de- 1 vice wrought upon Barney Loutrelle's ring. They searched the house thorough ly. No one, living or dead, was in the house; nowhere had they come upon sign of violence or indication of cause for Barney Loutrelle's dis appearance. "where's he gone, Asa?" Ethel ap- pealed finally. "How do I know?" the Indian re- turned irritable, and Ethel appre- ciated that his nerves were on edge. She heard scratching at the door and, remembering the dogs. she re- called the brown mat in Lads hair.
 Let them in, Asa" she directed. When the door was opened and the dogs ran in, she thought that they 1ushed into the salon because she uas there; but Lad only brushed