The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1923-05-02
"What do YOU mean2"

w nat 90 you mean!
II don't see why they stayed at
TIE Queens two nights" I remarked.
who said they did?' he demanded
They stayed one night, and grum-
bled at having to do that
How do you know?" I asked, look,
ing up at him.
IT spoke to the chauffeur" ne re
pied sullenly. HE told me my oil
was leaking
l changed the subject, finished my
ridiculous sketch, and handed over
the five pounds. That night I caught
the mail train to Scotland.
It took me less than a week to dis
cover the whereabouts OF the man
and the woman who I learned were
passing under the name of Mr.. and
Mrs. Harold Grover. On the morning
after my arrival at the very remote
corner of Scotland where they had
taken up their temporary abode, I
committed an indiscretion. I donned
a knickerbocker suit and set out for
a tramp over the moors. 1 had just
clambered up to the top of a little
ridge overlooking the sea, when
came face to face with a little party
ascending it from the other side. The
little party consisted of the person I
lad known chiefly as Mr.. Stanfleld.
his wife. a Misunderstanding gillie,
and two dogs. 1t was curious
moment. full of suggestions of
tragedy. afterward ridiculous in it's
conventionality. I saw the flash of
the mans gun, and saw the
woman's hand restrain him. heard the
single word whispered in his ear.
raised my cap; he followed suit. His
gun hung idly under his arm. My
hand was inside my, breast-pocket
clutching something hard.
What an extraordinary meetingt'
Janet exclaimed with a faint smile.
80 you sometimes take a holiday
also, Sir Norman?"
Sometimes, At admitted. II came
home unexpectedly from Norway.
was disappointed in my fishing"
Are you aware that you're tres
passing, mon?" the gilHe demanded
severely.
I'm afraid I didn't know it, I
replied. There were no notices"
-. 1T doesn't matter" Janet inter-
vened. I'VE happen to be walking
up a covey of birds this way"
Il put nothing up" assured them.
They lie vera close hereabouts,"
the gillie observed. We'll take a
little further sweep"
How long are you staying in these
parts. Sir Norman?" Stanfield in
quired.
About a week, If like the golf" |
I've taken the Lodge down there"
he pointed out. Call and see us be-
fore you leave"
Won't you come and dine with us |
tonight" Janet invited. with a
in her eyes.
I hesitated The invitation ap-
pealed TO me in one way as much
as 1t repealed me in another. Stan /
field watched me as thought ne were /
reading my thoughts
You need not take salt" he said /
grimIy.
I shall be delighted" I assented. |,
About o'clock. I suppose?"
Not about I implore you" Janet /
answered earnestly. Sandy shall /
catch you some trout this afternoon,
and they must be served to the sec. |
ond. Say a quarter to s, please"
Will be punctual." promised.
I spent the afternoon wandering
about the moor. inspecting the golf /
links and speaking on the telephone |
Principally at twenty minutes to 8 !
1 passed up the long, neglected drive,
and presented myself at the front door
Of the sOmber-looking house. The
summons Of a harsh bell was an
swered almost Immediately by an i'm |
maculate butler. Janet, from the
other end Of the cool, white hall came |
forward to meet me. The dinner was
we'll, cooked; the champagne was ex-
ceuent; and my host, with a twinkle |
In his eyes. called my attention to |
the fact that it was opened in nv
presence. As soon as the last course |
was concluded, Janet led the way
out onto the tagged terrace, where |
a table was already arranged with |
dessert and coffee.
You are a brave man, Sir Nor |
man." my hostess said abruptly.
"Why?" I asked.
You know-and you aIone-that |
once killed a man-although YOU |
don't altogether know why" she went |
on softly. How do you know that |
] have not within me the markings
OF a modern Lucrezia? I have read |
quite good deal about poisons-
may be said even to have studied
the subject-and you have delivered |
into my hands"
why should you poison me?" 1 |
argued. II will do both you and your |
husband the credit to believe that YOU |
don't bear malice. Revenge is n |
senseless sentiment"
My host leaned forward In his
chair, His face was solemn and
brooding.
You have things against me dat.
ing from far back" he said.
I nodded.
But I am in the same position as |
Scotland Yard reminded him. For
those things 1 have no case. For
those misdemeanors Of which I sus.
pect you in the past, I could at thu
present moment go only so far as 10 |
procure warrant charging you with |
wounding a police inspec
tor. For the rest. l suspect. bat I |
have no proof"
You suspect what?" ne asked.
I shook my head.
There are limits to my candor," 7 |
protested mildly. You must admit |