Newark leader. ([Newark, Ohio]) 1917-1946, 1923-02-09

unable to give the names of all the
men, though he knew most Of them.
BARLEY took down In little red
notebook the names Of such men as
he could remember Then he asked
suddenly, "And what was the name
of the man that stayed after the
others left?''
The question seemed to surprise the
butler, but he answered, "Mr. Law
renee, sir, the lawyer from Saratoga.
Mr. Slyke asked him himself to re-
main after the others had gone. He
went with him up to Mr.. Sykes
room and stayed there few mo-
ments. I myself waited here in
chair to let him out and lock up. l
did not have to wait long; not more
than ten minutes or so.''
BARLEY glanced at the stairs Did
Mr.. Slyke come down with Mr. Law
renceT he asked.
"No, sir. I never saw Mr.. Slyke
again" He paused, then added slow
,ly, "That is, alive"
"And you did not hear the revolver
shot, the one the boy heard?"
"No, sir, I did not"
/ felt that he was carefully choos-
ing his words and was not giving any
more information than he had to. I
wondered what it was that he was
holding baca Bartley's next ques-
tion and the answer that it brought
proved that I was right.
ibid you see or hear anything last
night out Of the wayY
The butler was so long in answering
that the question had to be asked
second time.
We were getting impatient before
he said, II heard nothing suspicious,
but / saw"
He paused, and BARLEY urged, You
saw what?
The butler glanced from BARLEY to
the woman in the chair. Miss Potter
was looking at him with a curious ex-
preston on her face, one not OF fear
but Of wonder, as If she were curious
to know what his statement meant.
After glancing at her, he turned to
BARLEY and said apologetically, why.
sir, / don't know If what / saw was
anything out of the way. / would not
have thought of it again if Mr.. Slyke
had not been found dead. When | got
to bed, l began to wonder If / had
locked the windows. We were rather
fussy about them since the robbery.
The more thought of it the less sure
] was; so / got up and was starting
to go down into the living room when
/ saw Miss Ruth, dressed in long
coat, going into her room."
Miss Potter gasped and asked the
butler in great astonishment, But,
Robert, how can you say that! You
know Miss Ruth was not at home last
evening. She spent the night at Sara
toga She has not returned yet"
For a second no one spoke. Bart
ley's eyes went from the butler to the
woman and back again. We all won
dered what his next question would
be, but we never found out. Sud
denly, from above u.s. a girlish voice
called, "Who is talking about me-"
Astonished we all turned and
looked in the direction from which
the voice had come. On the top OF
the stairway a young girl of nineteen
years stood looking down at us.
For several seconds Miss Potter
seemed unable to believe her eyes,
then she half gasped, "Why, Ruth"
The girl, surprised at the effect her
simple question had made, clutched
her blue silk dressing gown closer
about her and started down the stairs
1t was plain that she had just gotten
out of bed and had not yet had time
to dress. Her eyes went from one
person to another questiOningly. Who
were we, and what were we doing
here2
Continued Next Week