The Indianapolis times., 1930-05-24
MAY "a. 1870

CHAPTER SEVEN (Con-
tinued.)
TITS the truth, and you will learn
it to your grief if you do not listen
TO me. Thornton Webstone could
give you comforts, but Roberts po-
tential millions, and possessions ca
pable of producing more millions,
will assure you of everything that
can be desired in this world. But
why are we discussing Thornton, I
should like to know? You are en-
gagged to Robert and 1 understood
you to say that you had no other
intention but to marry him."
"I did mother but . :"
There are no butts, Marjorie. I
have told you the entire truth, and
unless you devote yourself wholly to
Bob and do everything possible to
bring this marriage off success
fully, you will be traitor to your
self and to your poor parents, who
have given up everything for your
happiness. Do you understand"
Marjorie did not answer. Her
eyes were dry now and she sat with
her hands clasped tight in her lap,
staring at the figured wall before
her.
Mrs. Marabee, apparently satisfied
that she had gained her point,
walked to a window to tug gently at
n fold in the curtain, and then went
out.
TT is always annoying to have to
i introduce a character who has no
part in the story and yet is trouble
some enough to introduce himself
into the action in such way that
he can not be ignored easily. In
recognizing Halyon Trigilimotzki,
therefore, I warn you that his name
Is of no Importance beyond the
moment, and that neither his reason
nor his atrociouS name will appear
hereafter.
If you like the name, of course,
and care to see more of it, you are
at liberty to inspect the court
records and read his banal testimony
given at the subsequent trial. That
testimony merely established one
fact, an important fact, to be sure,
but quickly established and quickly
eliminating Halyon from the
tragedy.
Halyon Trigilimotzki managed a
farm, chiefly covered with grape
vines and grass, not many miles
from the foot of Southington
mountain. 1t was his habit to rise
early every morning, douSe water on
his grizzled face from basin on
shelf by the back porch, and take
a short walk around his grape
arborS.
This program, you understand,
was sort of morning constitutional
and was largely responsible for his
vigorous health, a fact irrelevantly
commented upon by the chief coun-
sci for the defense when But
that is neither here nor there.
On the morning in question Hal
yon performed his ablutions with
customary indifference, struggled
into a heavy jacket. took his hat
from a peg by the door and set out
or his round.
It was pleasant morning, and as
HaIyon walked he thought of other
scenes far, far away, where he had
spent a happy boyhood. a land of
brutal weather and treacherouS iv-
ing.
And then as he reached the far
corner of his holding and was turn
ing to the left to follow the line a
few hundred yards north he stopped
ana gazeo at the ground few rect
away.
10 the unframed eye there was
rothing unusual in the few square
feet Of earth upon which his eyes
rested, but TO Halyon TrigilimotSki
there was something strangely in
teresting there.
A FTER a few moments he took
IA a long stride forward and
kicked at the hard dirt. He kicked
again and again, until be had man
aged to dig a hole only a few inches
deep. Then he stood still and stared
once more. A week before he had
passed that spot and seen nothing
unusual.
Then the snow: and he could have
seen nothing if he had looked. But
this morning the snow had disap-
peared and ne was inexplicably fas-
cinated by what appeared to be
nothing more than a patch Of earth
slightly lighter than the dirt
around II.
Halyon went directly back to his
house, caught up pick from
shedroom and returned to the cor
ner of his field.
The ground was hard. but the
pick forced its way gradually until
at last It dug up a tiny square of
brown cloth. Halyon examined the
cloth carefully and dropped 1t On
the eTound. He walked a few feet
to one side. leaned the pick against
= post. and went away.