The Glenwood post., 1924-07-31

Bob, or found 1t. Th0 Gun un1s -
probably saw ON Bob. And the stun
he brings to prove that Bob was
abused BY Alberta and mel It's dlly
and idiotic. He hasn't prssented q
bit Of proof. Not q shred Nothing.
He probably wrote the thing himself !
If Bob's dead, you to Wells, "wherss
the body7 I don't believe you have IL
And what you say about me u ID
rotten lie"
Wells rocked back ON his heels.
Every instinct said. Smash him !"
Why walt longerf His eyes swspt
about the room, half unccnsciously,
lit upon Ellen. II he did, II, the cli'
max were now, she would know now
and As wanted to tell hsr many things
when they were alone. He had played
part for months. He coulA held Il
for minute more. Williams Would
feel his Ast soon enough.
IT only Bob were back" sandssSon
muttsrsd again. TT 4 had hi werd
for all this. Just his swn word fer
IT,
Il have brought his word, Nh. San-
defson." Wells said, lifting his shoul-
ders In q gesture that said plainly that
all Of this was amusing to him but
lacking In interest.
You lie again." Williams shouted
IT yeu have such a paper III fors-
cry"
II am saddened beyond expression
that annoy you, dear Mr.. Williams,
and shall make obeisances to thu god
Of my house that all shall be well with
you. I have brought the word that
Mr.. Sanderson desires. II It permit
ted that 1 60 to get itr'
Sanderson nodded wearily. what
ever you have from my boy I must
see."
With 4 bow. Wells opened the door
which led Into the hall, bowed again.
The room broke into 4 babel Of
sound the instant that the door closed
behind Wells: 1t was ~ II he had
held them all bound by his person
ality, his detached air, his calmnsss.
Now Alberta and Williams realized
how insecure was the rock upon which
their mansion was builded. how proof
from this Japanese would bring 1t
down upon their heads. There was
no doubt as to what sanderson womb
do II the japanese made good his
promise Why had the Oriental said
these things7 What was 1t to himf
A mischief maker.
"The yellow thingw Alberta shrilled
at her uncle. He took no notice of hsr,
and she turned, vixen-like, upon H.
! len, who sat apart from the rest,
trembling more through excitement
than fear.
"You-you-" Alberta gasped npr
words. Her case was desperate, II The
uncanny devil did have proof. Every
I thing would come out Panic surged
into her throat, the seconds that she
was speeches. seemed an hour, her
tongue Glove to her palate. As words
returned to her, she became more COM
posed and becoming composed, bitter
ly vitrfolfc. There was nothing that
he could have. A letter from Bob,
,anese had said Bob was almost dead
when he found him. But, oh, the
fright the fright 1t had given her.
Phrases, whole sentences flowed from
her as one inspired by the Hermit Of
Hate; all directed at Ellen, all humili-
ating, cutting as scalpel, painful as
probe In a wound--of 4 white wom-
an who would marry 4 man sf another
| race
Ellen tried to be brave under It.
Hot tears came. Why must she hear
this? Why endure? Why had her
husband left her so7 She started to
her feet, walked blindly to the door,
heard 1t click behind her. and alone
in the dim hall, stumbled into great
carved chair, to lie there, sobbing, a
pltiful huddle Of silk.
The Lord of the Thunder Gate
walked slowly across the hall after
leaving the library, and with delibsra-
ton walked up the stairs. The cabin
boy. through the crack Of the closet
door. saw him suddenly pick his XII
mono up above his knees and with a
great bound, FOLLOWED, by others a. fast
and huge, reach the end Of the hall,
clear past the rooms, fastsr than the
cabin-boy could draw surprised
breath. N
l
The assassin peered hastily from his
vantage point, then followed stealth
fly. The lord mounted the iron stairs,
two at time, opened the door Of
the tower room and shut It immedi-
ately.
Aaai but 1t was beautiful happen
Ing. The cabin-boy need not wait
weary hours. The floor was deserted.
All Of the people were In the room of
books. Up the stairs after the lord he
mounted, silent MS stalking cat
passed the door cautiously, and took
up position on the next turn Of the
spiral stairs. It was very simple but
the beating Of his frenzied heart
seemed battering down the wall OF his
chest. he was above the door from
which the rice-stenler must emerge.
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