The West Virginian. [volume] (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1914-1974, 1922-08-09

with bent head. and tapping the
other walls. He was just too tall
to stand upright in the shed.
There's only one reason why
II should, and that is that it
would save us the trouble Of look
ing anywhere else for It,"
Antony began to feel in his
pockets for his pipe and tobacco.
and then suddenly stopped and
sttfened to attention For mo-
ment he stood listening, with his
head on one side. holding up a
finger to bid Bill listen. too.
What is it," whispered Bill.
Antony waved him to silence,
and remained listening. Very
quietly he went down on his
knees, and listened again. Then
he put his ear to the floor. He
got up and busted himself. quick
1y, walked across to Bill and
Footsteps. Somebody comm G.
When begin, to talk, back me
up"
Bill nodded. Antony gave him
an, encouraging pat on the back,
and stepped firmly across to the
box OF bowls, whistling loudly to
himself. He took the bowls out,
dropped one with loud bang on
the floor, and, "Oh. Lord" and
went on:
Il say, Bill, don't think i want
to play bowls, after all.
Well, why did you say you
did?',, grumbled Bill.
Antony flashed a smile OF APP
probation at him.
We'll. I wanted to when said
I did, and now don't want to-
Then what do you want to
DOR
There's a seat on the lawn.
Let's go over there and bring
these things along in case we
want to play"
As they went across the lawn.
Antony dropped the bowls and
took out his pipe.
Got a match?" he said loudly.
AS he bent his head over I'll
match, he whispered. .There'll be
somebody listening to US. You
take the Cayley view" They
walked over to the seat and sat
down.
What a heavenly night" said
Antony.
RIPPING h.
II wonder where that poor devil
Mark is now
It's a rum business"
You agree with Cayley-that
it was an accident?"
Yes. You see, / know Mark"
FL M Antony produced a
pencil and and a piece ofspaper
and began ito write on his knee.
but while he wrote, he talked. He
said that he thought Mark had
shot his brother in a fit-of anger,
and that Cayley knew or anyh ow
guessed. this. and had tried to
give his cousin a. chance OF get
ting away.
Mind you, think he's right.
think. it's what any of US would
do. I shan't give it away, of
course, but somehow there are one
or two little things which make
me think that Mark really did
shoot his brother-I mean other
than accidentally
Murdered him?''
We'll, manslang entered him,
anyway. I may be wrong. any
way, it's not my business.
But why do you think so? Be-
cause of the keys2''
"Oh, the keys are wash-out
Still. it was brilliant idea of
mine. wasn't it,"
He had finished his, writing aud
now passed the paper oveS to Bill.
IN the clear moonlight the care
fully printed letters could easily
be read:
GO on talking as if were here.
After minute or two, turn round
as if were sitting on the grass
Il h,,t lit.
Il know you don't agree with
me-" Antony went on as Bill read,
but you'll see that I'm right, .
ill looked up and nodded eager
~. He had forgotten golf and
Betty. and all the otherN, things
which had made up his world late
~. This was the real thing. This
was life.
Well he began deliberately,
the whole point is that l know
Mark Now Mark
But Antony was off the seat and
letting himself gently down into
the ditch. His intention was %
crawled around it until the sheE
came in sight. The footsteps
which he had heard, seemed to he
underneath the shed; probaly there
was a trap-door OF some kind in
he floor. Whoever it was would
have heard their voices, and
would probably think it worth
while to listen to what they were
saying.
He walked quickly but very
silently along the ha1f-length OF
The bowling green to the first cor
aer, passed cautiously round. and
hen went ever more carefully
along the width Of it to the second
corner He could hear Bill harQ
1T it, and he smiled approximately
% himself. Bill was a great con-
spirator-worth hundred Watson
As he approached the second cor
aer he slowed down and did the
last few yards on hands and knees.
Then. lying at full length, inch by
inch his head went round the cor
1er.
The shed was two or three yards
to his left, on the opposite side OF
he ditch. From whep< he lay ne
could see almost entirely. inside it.
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