Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1924-05-06
WHO'S WHO I'M THE STORY

KENNEDY HASTE. her husband, who
suspecty completely on the part OF
his old war comrade.
SIR RAWDON WELLS, an amateur
ing the couple Hidden Hall Eourt
his gloomy and mystery-ridden es-
tate, for their honeymoon, and who
is found after the disappearance in
secret chamber.
PANDORA "a gipssyli sea girl rcrs adopted e
| love with Wells.
MISS GTLLETT. an ex-wa1 nurse.who
fell in love with Haste in a hospi'
| tai, and who is an intense person.
| Pandora's Plight
1t was in this mood that Anson-
| leaving the elder of his two subor-
dinates to watch the prisoner
found Wells.
| The latter stared, surprised that
| Arson, on the strength Of his police
authority, had not sent for him If he
| were wanted for more questioning
| Then he read in the sergeant's face
| that the man had had a shock.
| "Sir Rawdon, there's something
| have to say to you. not-er-not in
my official capacity Arson STAN
mered, for never had he been less
| sure of his ground. II don't know
| if it's unexpected to you or not, but
Miss Haste has-confessed her
guilt in the affair of tonight"
| AS he spoke the man kept his eyes
| respectfully yet keenly fixed on the
face Of the other. Would Sir Raw
| don be able to- convince him in a
| glance of his own innocence? He
wished earnestly that it might be SO
But only an expert physiognomist
! could have formed a theory by
| Wells expression.
The blood rushed darby to his
| forehead, and 1t seemed that his
| eyes dilated. But whether he were
| Mortified, alarmed, angry, or simply
| amazed Arson could not tell. All he
was sure of was that Wells emosson
whatever it might be-was violent
| and hard to control. It was clear
| too, il he were not genuinely sur
prised, that he wished Arson to be-
lieve him so.
"But-but, of course, that's alb
surd," he said. Miss Haste is a
child. She can't possibly have kid
| mapped Mrs. Haste, Or"
THE young lady hasn't stated
what she has done with Mrs. Haste
| sir. But she says she has done
away with her: out Of jealousy, and
because she thought her brother
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After the confession she has made
| Eve no alternative except to arrest
| Miss Haste. in spite of her youth"
l. Sir Rawdon turned as pale as he
had been flushed. MY God." he
broke out. You don't mean you'll
take her away from here to spend
! the night in a cell?"
That's what 1 must do, sir. And
| she'll be lucky if tonight is the only
| night she spends there. l stretched
| a point to come and have a private
word with you, to ask what about a
lawyer to defend her? You see
she's made herself the enemy OF
| Captain Haste. He's on the other
side. But you, sir, as you might say
are neutral"
"Thanls you, Anson," Wells said
warmly, after an instant's pause
Miss Haste shall have my solicitor
to watch her interests. But do me
another favor. Let me see her. Let
me have few words with her"
The sergeant hesitatcd painfully
He could hardly bear TO deny his
hero, and yet, he had to think OF
duty.
Il couldn't let you see the young
lady alone, sir. If that's what YOU
mean," he answered.
1t Is what | did mean" Rawdon
admitted. But l realize your posi-
ton. L can't insist, of course
Rather than not see her at all. give
me lew moments with her before
you and both your men, if neces-
sary,"
It's not. sir" said Anson. "I,
will be sufficient if | am in the
ErHom. And-as you say-iust a few
minutes"
1 won't ask more" the other
promised. His dark face was Yer,
grave, even tragic, and Arson would
rave given much to read his mnd
and heart.
The two went together to the
"den,' and the sergeant signed tc
the constable ON guard to take him
self Off. At first Rawdon did moi
see the girl, but called, Pan, where
are you?" Hearing his voice, she SAT
up on big sofa, on which she had
evldentiy flung herself down among
cuShlons larger than her slender self
DON" she cried. looking at him
strangely. Arson wondered whethe,
she were glad or sorry that Sir Raw.
don had come to her. She didn',
seem glad, he thought. Her ewes
We're wild and desperate as those OF
some hunted creature of the for.
ests; Was she afraid of what he,
brothers friend-the man who had
loved Eve Carroll-would say t.
her? -
She need not have been brighten.
ed on that score. There were
tenderness and pity, either real O,
simulated. in his tone as he said
why, little girl, what is this dread
a aut thlng 1 hear? Why have you
accused yourself of what you
couldn't possibly have done?"
Pandora Haste did not answer
Perhaps she could not. But she did
not turn her eyes from Rawdnr
Wells face, They looked at each
other in silence. long. long look
hawdon standing in front of the
sofa on which she sat.
A startling. thought flashed into
Anson's mind. what .f they've
both guilty? What If she's beer
playing cats paw for him. and he
wanted to see her so as to find ont
II she's likely to give him away?"
what were those two pairs OF
eyes telling each other. that their
lips" dared not say? Anson could
not throw off the idea that there
was some secret understanding be
tween the man and the girl, and
| .h'I ne, IooiSHty, naO been playing
INTO their hands. But IL he had
made a mistake in letting them come
together. there was nothing he
could do now without making them
suspicious, except watch every
glance and gesture-feeling like a
cadi
Won't you speak to me, child p
Rawdon pleaded.
There's nothing TO say" she m.
swered in a choked voice. "Recause
I-stick to every word of what rvs
told the sergeant. The more thew
go on searching for proofs, the more
they will find against me and no one