The Washington times., 1922-06-25
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anything to me? Why never saw either
one of you before in my life. I don't
even know your names. But that's got
nothing to do with It. Somebody has to
be killed, and it might just as well be
YOU"
81 have husband who is waiting for
me-wondering what has happened to
me-" wept Mrs jenkins.
"Splendid!' exclaimed the maniac.
THAT makes it much better. can just
see him wondering where you are, and
the best part of it is that he'll never find
out! Never in the world! He won't even
know you're dead. He'll think you got
tired of him and ran away with some
body else. Ha! Ha"
The black hole rocked with his laughter.
Imagine itr' he went on. "An the
time husband is looking for you, you'll
be right hereunder the ground. No
body will think of looking here"
The girls began to sob Historically.
"Oh, don't feel bad about it"' urged
the maniac. "It's got to be done. Try to-
be philosophical "t
He leaned forward and stroked Mrs.
Jenkins's hair. She writhed in helpless
struggles. rs-#@ A
'"Think you're too good for me, do
your" said the man. He caught her in his
arms brutally, and kissed her. She scream
ed and tore his face with her finger nails.
Miss Mcmahon helped. But it was use
less. With one savage blow he sent her
back to the end of the chain, covering,
Then he overpowered Mrs. Jenkins with
his insane caresses.
"Spunky, aren't you?" he said, at last
releasing her and wiping his bleeding
face. "Well, I'm kind of spunky, too"
He turned to his other cringing victim
and the scene was repeated. By this time
both girls were more dead than alive.
After a few moments he groped about
the pit until he found pick and shovel
He returned to the little circle of candle
light and struck his pick into the wet
earth.
'T'm digging your grave" he explained,
with deadly nonchalance.
This time Mrs. Jenkins tainted.
The madman stopped work and, using
his hat, scooped up some dirty water
from puddle on the floor. He threw it
into her face. .H...
There's nothing to be frightened
about" he said, when she had recovered
consciousness. "Just because I'm digging
your grave doesn't mean that I'm going
to kill you. I said that was at first,
but l didn't mean it."
"You-you're going to let US GOT"
gasped Miss McMahon.
"Oh, no, no." he answered. "What
I said was that wasn't going to kill
you. I'm only going to bury you alive.
Doesn't that cheer you up any?" he asked.
The two girls could only look at him.
Terror had wiped away the memory Of
words. s@ .r.
For while he went on digging. The
sinister six-foot hole in the cellar floor
deepened now to . foot.
grinned his crazy srin, a6f Course,
what really would Ike to do would be
to wall you two up alive. But bricks and
mortar cost lot and they would be hard
to get here, and it would take lot Of
time, ne went along explaining reason
ably, as one would to child, the diff
culties about some pleasant plan,
"That Is what meant to do in the first
place." he went on, after a pause. 81
guess could tear down part of this wall
and wall you up in it. 1t would be the
best way. But I have been looking
around and this amt the right place for
that. II started TO pull down the wall
the whole building might come down and
the basement would be full of dirt in no
time, So. I'll just have to bury You in
the floor" ~.
"But that would be murder Just %
handsr' cried Grs. jenkins. "You would
be killing Us Just the same and II would
be worse than killing US outright"
cts pretty wicked Of you to try to
persuade me to XIII you myself" rennoh-
strated the maniac. when you're buried