New Britain herald., 1922-09-07
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(Continued From Our Last Issue)
 So alarming was the conseauenc
 Of this that Bonnet could not at ono
 realize 1t was simply consequence
 He jumped up in fright, imaginin, that his grandfather suddenly hat suffered from cramp or other physi cal seizure.
 Why, grandfather. you want som, whiskey? I'll get you"
 Lucas controlled himself and stooc up. Indigestion" he mumbled "Caviar here tonight Go on; wha else happened?"
 When Bonnet informed him tha nothing else transpired at the seance ne thought for while that hi. grandson was concealing something but at last he satisfied himself tha, he knew all; and he went to his room
 For Lucas never did anything at all at Galilee except meet James Quinlar there and there direct J. Q. to the deed that was to be done.
 It was marvellous how, throughout the forty-six years which had passed since that meeting. Lucas had carried consciousness of his own guilt always associated with the place of meeting 'Galilee." He had not known that Quinlan had done so too. He had supposed that Quinlan had lived out his life with a different association And yet this was natural enough.
 Natural enough" Lucas muttered to himself. "Galilee!"
 But J. c. was dead; Kincheloe had put his body in the lake. Who, then, knew about Galilee and could asso- ciate 1t with flaming torch? No one else in all the world but Lucas himself! Yet Ethel and that Lou, trelle and Bonnet had found out.
 By God if they drew "Galilee" and the torch from him, what else could they draw? If they obtained it from the dead, how much more would the dead tell?
 That was a staggerer for Lucas who had acted upon the simple and effective formula that dead men tell no tales. "Galilee and flaming torch" Lucan winced and swung back to his window. So old J. e., though dead, had told? How could Lucas shut up a ghost?
 An idea, half formed, seized him; and he stood stark It progressed in his mind and he laughed. In a reaction. it revolted himself; he dis carded 1t; but 1t came back to him, more convincingly. more complete, and it promised him triumph.
 It was after nine the next morning before Ethel awoke; and then it was so delightful to lie in bed, dreaming over the hours of the evening, that she made no stir, and it was 10 when 2 maid knocked at her door. She answered joyously. Some one for me?"
 "Yes( Miss Carew MT. Lucas Cullen, your grandfather"
 Ethel hastened down and found her grandfather, with his overcoat on and holding hts hat in his gloved hand, standing in the center of the drawing room and gazing critically about You little fool!" he accused her cor1n1iseratfngly. Cant you feel even when your own flesh and blood tries to protect you?"
 Prom what, grandfather"
 Had 1t ever occurred to you that the reason your father never came to my house. was that he couldn't?"
 No" Ethel said. { Think it over a minute"
 Why"
 "Why wouldn't I have him there? He couldn't tell you, wouldn't. l thought I'd never have to; but you've forced me. This fellow you call 
 You believe that your father-so Bennet's been telling me-get in touch with this fellow called Lou trelle. after your father died. That started your interest in him."
 "Yes."
 "Why do you suppose your father did that? Why did he pick him, I {, nean?"
 "Why-why. grandfather; he was going to meet me. Father Knew that, some way"
 "Tomf oolcry. Look here, your ,ather was killed, and after he was 5ead-so you think-he tried to talk 10 this Loutrelle. So let's just take your own information; your fathers spirit, the first thing after he was lead. goes about looking for fellow named Barney Loutrelle. Now ,pirits-all I've heard of-usualy go | arst for those closest to 'em, don't .hey?"
 Why, usually, grandfather
 "Well, what makes you think this s an exception?"
 Ethel shrank back, comprehend ng less his words than the ugliness of his infection.
 What do you mean?" she de- 
 "Well, who more natural for 'ather to seek than his son?'
 My father!' Ethel said. You're alking about my father?"
 "Before he was your father. ,new him! He was about St. Flor sntin quite little! You may re- member I would not have him marry nv daughter So. they ran off, l was girl to go to 7 7esurrection Rock"
 Ethel flung herself at him and with her little fists clenched tight he pummeled him on the chest. You Me-you lie--you lie' My ather. You lie--you lie"
 He caught her fists and held her