The Chesterfield advertiser. [volume] (Chesterfield C.H., S.C.) 1884-1978, 1922-04-27
CHAPTER VIII.
Violence.
Copyright by Edwin BoImer =
(Continued from last weekly

~AShSc 'hut diteTnOOn, ana Alan
was certain now that in Spearman's
absence Sheriff. would do nothing
further with respect to his affairs.
was there no ope whom Alan could
tell or his, encounter with Spearman
e. In Corvet's house, with probability OF
receiving belief? Alan had not been
thinking directly Of Constance Sher.
rili, as he walked swiftly north to the
Drive; but she was, In a way, present
IN all his thoughts. AS he approached
the Sheriff. house, he saw standing at
the curb an open roadster with Iiy
cried chauffeur; he had seen that road.
ster, he recognized with a little start,
In front Of the office building that
morning when Constance had taken
MIN downtown. He turned into the
walk and rang the bell.
The servant who opened the door
knew him and seemed to accept his
right OF entry to the house, for he
drew back for Alan to enter. Alan
went into the hall and waited for the
servant to follow. els Miss Sheriff.,
in?" he asked.
I'll see, sir" The man disap-
peared. Alan. waiting, did not hear
Constance's voice In reply to the an
nouncement Of the servant, but Spear
mans vigorous tones. The servant re-
turned Miss Sheriff. will see YOU in
a minute. sir"
Through the wide doorway to the
drawing ROOM Alan could see the
smaller, portiered entrance to the
room beyond Sherrilrs study. The
curtains parted, as! Constance and
Spearman came into this inner door
WHY, 4, tiaJ stood on instant there In
talk. AS Constance started away.
Spearman suddenly drew her back to
him aRd kissed her. Alan's shoulders
spontaneously jerked back and his
hands clenched; he did not look away
and. as she approached, she became
aware that he had seen.
She came to him, very quiet and
very flushed; then she was quite pale
as she asked him, "You wanted me?"
ie was white as she, and could not
speak al once. "You told me last night
Miss Sheriff." he said, that the last
thing that Mr.. Corvet did-the last
that you know of-was to warn YOU
against one Of your friends. Who was
that?"
She flushed uneasily you mustn't
attach any Importance to that didn't
mean you to. There was no reason for
whaf Mr.. Corvet said, except In Mr..
Corvet's own mind. He had n quite
unreasonable animOsity-"
Against Mr.. spearpan. you mean"
She d!d not answer
"His animosity was against Mr..
Spearman. Mics Sheriff. wasrt r.,
That Is the only animosity of Mr.. Cor.
vets that anyone has told me about"
Eyes"
ut was against Mr.. Spearman that
he warned you, thenr
Eyes"
'Thank you" He turned and, not
waiting for the man, let himself out.
He should have known 1t when he had
seen that Spearman, after announcing
himself as unable to get back to the
Office, was with Constance.
He went swiftly around the block to
his own house and let himself In at the
front door with his key. The house
was warm shaded lamp on the table
in the larger library was lighted, fire
was burning In the open CRATE, and the
rooms had been swept and busted. The
Indian came into the hall to take his
coat and hat.
Dinner is at seven," Wassaquam
announced. "You want some change
about that2"
"No; seven Is all right"
Alan went upstairs to the room next
to Corvet's which he had appropriated
for his own use the night before, and
found 1t now prepared for his occu-
pancy. When he came down again to
the first floor, Wassaquam was no
where about, but he heard sounds In
the service rooms on the basement
floor. He went part way down the
service stairs and saw the Indian In
the kitchen, preparing dinner. Wassa-
guam had not heard his approach, and
Alan stood an instant watching the
Indians tall, thin figure and the quick
movements of his disproportiOnately
small. well-shaped hands, almost like
q woman's; then he scuffed his foot
upon the stair, and Wassaquam turned
swiftly about.
Anybody been here todey, Judahf"
Alan asked.
"No, Alan. I called tradesmen; they
came. There were young men from the
newspapers"
"What did you tell themT
Nothing"
"Why not3"
Henry telephoned I was to tell
them nothing"
"You mean Henry SpearmanT
"Yes."
"Do you take orders from him, Ju-
dahr
"I took that order, Alan"
Alan hesitated. you've been here
In the house all dayr
"Yes. Alan"
Alan went back to the first floor and
+. into the smaller library. The room
was dark with the early winter dusk,
and he switched on the light; then he