Newark leader. ([Newark, Ohio]) 1917-1946, 1924-04-25
SYNOPSIS
Illustration by Irwin Myers

she is oliver Hilditch's wife, that Hill
ditch is an arch criminal and that Led
sam has turned loose q dangerous man
to resume hiG preying upon society.
CHAPTER II-Ledsam. dining with
his best friend. Andrew Wnmore. meets
Hilditch and his wife and Ia invited to
dine with them at their home.
CHAPTER III-At dinner with the
Hilditches. oliver shows Ledsam how
he killed his victim and says his own
death the same way would make his
wife supremely happy. Returning
home, Ledsam receives a phone call
from Margaret, saying oliver has been
murdered
CHAPTER IV-Ledsam gets the cor
oner to set divers death down as
suicide. Later on he admits to VIII
terest in Margaret. He meets her ia
ther. Sir Timothy Brast. the evil shep-
herd, who tells him crime will be
committed before they leave the cafe.
CHAPTER V-The crime is com
mitted and Shopland. q Scotland Yard
detective. asks Lsdsam to interview the
girl in the case.
She nodded.
II see you have heard Of 1t. All Lon.
don, they tell me, gossips about the en-.
tertainments there"
"Are they really SO wonderfulT he
asked.
II have never been to one," she re-
piled. "As a matter of fact. have
spent scarcely any time in England
since my marriage. My husband was
fond of travelling"
Notwithstanding the warm spring
air he was conscious of certain chilli
ness. Her level Indifferent tone
seemed to him almost .abnormally cal
lous A horrible realization flashed for
a moment in his brain. She was
speaking Of the man whom she had
killed!
"Your father overheard a remark Of
mine," Francis told her IT was at
Soto's with friend-Andrew Wilmore,
the novelist-and to tell you the truth
we were speaking of the shock ex-
perienced when I realized that I had
been devoting every effort of which
was capable to saving the life Of
shall we say criminal? Your father
heard me say. In rather a f1amboyant
manner perhaps, that in future I de-
clared war against all crime and all
criminals
She smiled very family, smile
which had in 1t no single element Of
JOY or humor.
II can quite understand my father
Intervening" she said. "He poses as
being rather a patron of artistically-
perpetrated crime Sue Is his favorite
author, and 1 believe that he has eX-
ceedingly grim ideas as to dueling and
fighting generally. He was In prison
once for six months at New Orleans
for killing a man who insulted my
mother. Nothing in the world would
ever have convinced him that he had
not done perfectly legitimate thing"
II am expecting to find him quite an
interesting study, when l know him
better" Francis pronounced. my
only fear is that he will count me an
unfriendly person and refuse to have
anything to do with me-"
II am not at all sure" she said In
differently, that it would not be very
much better for you If he did"
II cannot admit that" he answered,
smiling II think that our paths In life
are too far apart for either of us to in
fluence the other. You don't share his
tastes, do your
(Which ones?" she asked, after
moments silence.
"Well, boxing for one," he replied.
"They tell me that he is the greatest
living patron of the ring, both here
and in America"
II have never been to a fight in my
life," she confessed IT hope that
never may"
II can't 60 so far as that" he de-
clared, "but boxing isn't altogether one
Of my hobbies. Can't we leave your
father and his tastes alone for the
present? I would rather talk about
ourselves. Tell me what you care
about most In life?"
Nothing" she answered listlessly.
'But that Is only phase" he per-
sisted. "You have had terrible trials,
know, and they must have affected
your outlook on life, but you are still
young, and while one is young life is
always worth having"
II thought SO once," she assented.
II don't now"
"But there must be-there will be
compensatiOns," he assured her. II
know that just now you are suffering
from the reactlon-after all you have
gone through. The memory of that
will pass"
"The memory Of what I have gone
through will never pass" she an
swered.
There was a moments intense n
lence, a silence pregnant with remi-
niscent drama.
please look at me-" he begged, q
little abruptly.
She turned her head in some sur
prise. Francis was almost handsome
in the clear spring sunlight, his face
alight with animation, his deep-set
gray eyes full Of amused vet anxious