The Oakley herald. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1908-1961, 1924-11-28
Bv KATHLEEN NORRIS
Copyright By Kathleen Morris
CHAPTER XIII-Continued

Their strikes you, ana you threaten L
kill hiro. You leave the house In an
ger, and-I beg your pardonT
Il say that what I said could not be
construed into threat to kill him.
Gibbs protested.
you mean that you phrased IL. I'll
kill you If you say that again'?"
Eyes, IL don't think that is quite
the same thing. One might he a
threat, Mr.. Ryan, and the other more
of a-well, more of boast. or of a.
a silencer that should prove effective"
George interposed mildly.
81 see" Ryan said dryly. swell :"
he resumed. after a pause. you leave
the house In anger, and on foot.
few hours later, presumably between
the hours of nine and ten O'clock
somebody familiar with this house en-
In; does not alarm him enough to
cause him to leave his seat; goes to
the table-drawer where he keeps his
pistol; takes Ii out, and deliberately
kills him. Afterward throwing the
pistol into a basket seventeen feet
away We've cross-questioned the
maids, but you can easily see that no
servant could do that without instant
ly alarming him. More than that, he
disiiked their coming and going, and
would have questioned any one who
came in. We know that pistol was in
the drawer. because your wife saw II
there, as late as yesterday morning. in
the hands OF the girl, Lizzie. Lizzie
was talking with your wife at her fire
until after ten o'clock, undresses and
goes to bed, opening the communicate
Ing door between the bathroom and
bedrooms-you know what they were
talking of. and why that girl had moth
Ing n her mino last night but her own
happiness! Mrs. Josselyn then sits
on by the fire, sees that Lizzie is
asleep, goes to he'd herself, and sleeps
until you awaken her. in what she de-
scribes as an excited condition, at two
o'clock. Those facts we have. Now
perhaps you'll tell us just where you
were last night between the hours of
eleven minutes past six and two
o'clock"
'T'll tell you as well as can," Gibbs |
said simply II went first to the club |
where | sat in the little smoking room |
for long time-more than an hour. !
Getting. the steward there. came and |
touched me on the arm. and said that
II was nearly eight o'clock, and asked
me TO dine"
you had had nothing to eat7"
Nothing"
Nor to drink?"
Eyes, | had had whisky-and-sod
when went in. and then later an
,ther.'
"Ahi And did you drink with yoI.
Inner? Go on, please. just as the
events TRANSFERRED"
81 had two cocktailseonre my din
Ter: was still upset from the talk
With my father"
THE quarrel?"
The quarrel, yes. didn't eat
much. may have eaten something.
M am not sure. ! went out"
"What time was this?'
Mine O'Clock. should say. Get
ling would remember that. because
~ followed me out TO ask me some
hing about the hunt breakfast on
"Will you get hold of him? Ryan
sked one of his men in an undertone.
here was a moments interruption
nd murmuring Then Ryan said:
Excuse me. VIII you go on?"
after that I started walking. with
ut thinking much where ! was going"
ibbs said at was dark, but not
cry cold. I walked long way and
zen saw the lights of the 'Wayside
m We'd been there before. last
lmmer. nj up on the porch. and s
-ood there. looking in
''Why didn't you &C. straight in. Mr..
Dsselyn?'' Y
81 don't know. think I wasn't
Ire that wanted 10 go In" =
"You walk-what Is it-something {
ore than eight miles. in the dark"
the district attorney. ''and u
en- you vaciIlate about going in?'' T.
81 remember thinking that I was b
lngry." Gibbs went ON. But they !,
ere dancing In there, and ! didn't q
el much like getting into a dance" p
But you did go in?" W
L |
g there recognized-I recognized j
friends-nt little table right near W
e window"
Friends? Who were these friends. Il
r. Josselyn7" Il
THAT I'd rather not say. really" "a
bbs said. In his old autocratic man d.
r.
We've had Lillian's story. Gibbs" t
orge said. In low tone. Gibbs gave c,
q a quick. startled look; the blood W
united to his face. 81
You saw Mrs. Josselyn and her
'er eh?" said Ryan m
George saw the muscles of Gibbs VI
Y suddenly tighten. 70
7 object to that term" he said b
etly. IN
we needn't mince words" Ry5p in
d sharply, his eyes narrowing. Go tir
with your story. You went into hi