Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1922-09-15

know what best to do"
l. oh, you cold -blooded wretch y
Mrs. Peyton burst forth, uncontrollably
Have YOU no feelings whatsoever
You stand there like wooden image
when the best man in the world lies
dead before you And you, Ito!' She
turned on the awe struck butler
You're another of those impassive
unnatural creatures! Oh, / hate you
both ~
The housckeepcr ran from the room
and was soon closeted with her daugb
ter, who at least showed agitation and
grief at the tragedy that had occurred
The two she had called impassvs
stood regarding one another.
WHO did 1t, master?" inqired the
japanese, calmly.
"Who did ITO Lockwood stared a,
him. "Why, he did It himself, Ito"
Otherwise immovable. the Oriental
shook his head in disscnsion, but Lock :
wood was already Mt the telephone, and
needed him not.
Doctor Greenfield consented to come
over at once, and Lockwood going to
the living room, advised the Peytons to
have breakfast, as there was n terrible
ordeal ahead of them.
III have some coffee with you, IL
! may he went on. Brace up,
Helen, it's pretty awful for you. but
you must try to be brave girl"
a grateful glance thanked him for
the kindness. and Lockwood returned
quickly 10 the study.
What are you doing?' he said
sternly. as he saw Ito bending over the
dead man.
Nothing, SIR" and the butler
straightened up quickly and stood at
Leave the room, and do not return
here without permission. Serve break
fast to the Indies. Where Is Nogi?"
He is gone, SIR"
Gone wherc?"
ct hat do not know. Last night he
was here. Now he Is gone. ] know
no more
out"
Yes, sir"
Left to himself, Gordon Lockwood
gazed thoughtfully about the room. He
did not cOnfine his attention to the
bent figure Of his late employer, nor
even to the desk or its nearby sur
roundinss: lie wandered about look :
Ing at the windows, the floor, the
furniture.
One chair, standing rather near the
desk. he looked at intently. An ex-
preston OF bewildcrmcnt came into his
facc. followed by a look of dismay.
Then, after n cautious almost furtiye
glance about him, he passed his hand
quickly over the plush back of the
chair, rubbing 1t hard, with scrub
bing motion.
Then he looked about the room even
more eagerly and carefully, and finally
sat down on the same plush chair, to
await the doctors arrival.
Helen Peyton came timidly to the
door to ask him to come to breakfast.
"No. Helen" he answered. my
place is here until the doctor comes.
Eat your breakfast, child. and try to
throw off your distress. 1t will do you
no good to brood over it. You can
be Of real help If you keep brave and
calm, but 1t will be quite otherwise if
you get hysterical.
he did not see the adoring glance
she gave him. nor did he realize how
much effect his words had on her
subsequent behavior. For Helen Peyton
was suffering from shocked nerves, and
only Lockwood's advice would have been
needed by her.
She returned to the dining room, say :
whie let us"e" us eat ~,, or ebe breeksast satsr
mother, and try to be brave and
"He Never Killed Himself
1t was not more than fifteen minutes
later that Lockwood joined them.
lie took his seat at the table and
as be shook out his breakfast napkin
he said:
doctor Grcenleaf is there now. lie
says Doctor Waring was stabbed, not
shot. He says the instrument was
round and pointed-not fiat, like Il
WHO did it:' asked Helen. vide
eyed.
1T must have been suicide, Helen,
for. as you know, the room was locked
How could any one set in or out"
But how absurd to think Of Doctor
Waring killing himself" The girl
looked more amazed than ever.
He never killed himself" stated Mrs.
!Peyton. ",Why, YOU know that man
had everything to live for. Just about
dent of the collcge--full of life and
thusiasm-suicide Nonsense :"
IN only telling you what the doctor
said. And you know yourselves the
room was all locked up"
room :"
Mrs. Pcyton spoke sharply to the
butler, who was quite evidently drink
ing in the conversation.
''He must not hear all We sny," she
observed after the butler had disap-
peared.
What's this abou. Nogi being
gomez asked Lockwood, suddenly.
"Yes, he's gone Mrs. Peyton said,
"and I can't understand it. l didn't
think he'd stay, he didn't like the duties
at all-you know he's just learning to
be butlrr-Sut queer he went off like
weeks"
Hell be back them" s,lrmised Lock
wood. "Now, what shall we do first /?
The faculty must be notified Of this
tragedy and also Mrs. Bates must be
told. Which Of YOU two will go and
tell Mrs. Bates about it?'
"You go, Helen" said her mother
after moments thought. Il ought
to be here to look after the house,
and anyway, dear, you can do 1t wisely
and gently. Mrs. Bates likes you, and
after all, it can be soon told"
"Oh. can't.' cried Helen, dis
mayed at the thought Of the awful err
rand
"Yes, you can," and Lockwood looked
at her with z t, firm Iindliness. You
Well, here's one thing you Gun do that
will be of great assistance to your
mother and to me. For on us two
must fall most of the sad duties Of
this day"
but what can say? What can I
tell herr"
"Just tell her the facts as far as
you know them yourself. She will
guess from your own agitation that