Williams news., 1922-08-11

! n0arO the l COlQ Q11Q. I Wassaquam removed the dinner and | brought Alan dessert He returned | to stand in the place across the table that Alan had assigned to him, and | stood looking down at Alan, steadily l and thoughtfully.
 Do look like any one you ever saw | before, Judah?" Alan inquired of him. "No"
 'Ts that what you are thfnkingT' 'That is what I was thinking. Will coffee be served in the library, Alan p Alan crossed to the library and seat ed himself in the chair where his fa- ther had been accustomed to sit. Was saquam brought him the single small cup of coffee, lit the spirit lamp on the smoking stand and moved that over; then he went away. When he had finished his coffee, Alan went into the smaller connecting room and re- commenced his examination of the drawers under the bookshe1ves- At ten o'clock, Alan stopped his search and went back to the chair in the H. brary. He dozed for he awoke with a start and A feeling that some sne had been bending over him, and gazed up into WaSSaquam's face. The In- dian had been scrutinizing him with intent, anxious inquiry. He moved away, but Alan called him back.
 "When MT. Corvet disappeared, Ju- dah, you went to look for him up at Manistique, where he was born-at least MT. SherriIl said that was where you went. Why did you think you might find him there?" Alan asked.
 'In the end, I think, man maybe. goes back to the place where he be- gan. That's all, Alan"
 ssTn fha ondi What do UOI1 mean hv that? What do you think has become of MT. Corvet?"
 tI think now-Ben's dead"
 "What makes you think that?"
 "Nothing makes me think; think 1t myself"
 T see. You mean you have no req son more than others for thinking it; but that is what you believe"
 ''Yes." Wassaquam went away, and Alan heard him on the back stairs, as cending to his room.
 When Alan went up to his own room, after making the rounds to see that the house was locked, a droning chant came to him from the third floor. He paused in the hall and listened, then went up to the floor above. A f1fckering light came to him through the ha1f-open door of a room at the front of the house; he went a little way toward it and looked in- Two thick candles were burning before a crucif1X, below which the Indian knelt, prayer book in hand and rocking to and fro as he droned his supplica- tionS.
 A word or two came to Alan, but without them Wassaquam's occupation was plain; he was praying for the re- pose of the dead-the Catholic chant
 
 to his fathers, by the | French Jesuits of the lakes. The in- toned chant for Corvet's soul, by the | man who had heard the Drum, fol | lowed and still came to Alan, as he | to the second floor.
 He had not been able to determine, | during the evening, WasSaQuam's atti- | tude toward him. Having no one else | to trust, Alan had been obliged to put | 3 certain amount of trust in the h. dian; so as he had explained to Was saquam that morning that the desk and the drawers in the little room off Corvet's had been forced, and had warned him to see that no one, who lad not proper business there, entered he house. Wassaquam had appeared o accept this order; but now Wassa- Iuam had implied that 1t was not be- ,ause of Alan's order that he had re used reporters admission to the louse.
 Alan started and went quickly to the open door of his room, as he heard voices now somewhere within the louse. One of the voices he recog- lized as Wassaquam's; the other in distinct, thick, accusing-was un- lnown to him; it certainly was not Spearman's. He descended swiftly to he first floor, and found Wassaquam tanding in the front hall, alone.
 "Who was here, Judah?' Alan de handed.
 "A man," the Indian answered stol- d1y. "He was drunk I put him out"
 "What did he come for?"
 "He came to see Ben. I put him ut; he is gone, A1an.''
 Alan flung open the front door and ooked out, but he saw no one.
 ''What did he want of MT. Corvet, -udah?"
 ''I do not know. I told him Ben was lot here; he was angry, but he went way"
 Has he ever come here before?"
 "Yes; he comes twice.
 "He has been here twice?''
 More than that; every year he omes twice, Alan. Once he came ftener." "How long has he been doing rhat?" 'Since I can remember"
 "Is he friend of MT. Corvet?" "No friend-noi"