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SYNOPSIS. T.nwrenco Blakolpy. lawyer, goes to Pittsburg with tho forired" notes In tlio Bronson caao to Kot the deposition of John Gllmnrc, millionaire. A lady re quests Hlakeloy to buy her a Pullman ticket. Ho Klves her lower 11 and re tains lower 10. Ho finds a drunken mnn In lower 10 and retires In lower 9. He awakens In lower 7 and finds his clothes and bag mluslnir. The man In lower 10 Is found murdered. Cir cumstantial ovldenco points to both Blakeley and tho man who stolo his clothes. Tho train Is wrecked and IJInke ley Is rescued from a burning car by ,a Klrl In blue. Ills arm Is broken. Tho nlrl proves to, bo Alison West, his partner's sweetheart. Blakeley returns home and finds ho Is under surveillance. Moving pictures of tho train taken Just before tho wreck reveal to Dlnkeley n man leap ing from the trnln with his stolen Krlp. Investigation proves that tho man's name Is Sulllvnn. Mrs. Conway, the woman for whom Blakeley bought a Pullman ticket, tries to mnko a bargain with him for the forged notes, not knowing that they urn missing. Blakeley and an nmnteur do tcctlve Investigate tho home of Sullivan's sister. From a servant Blukelwy learns that Alison West had been thero on a visit and Sullivan had been nttentlve to her. Hulllvan Is tho husbnnd of a daugh ter of tho murdered man. Blakclcy'H house Is ransacked by tho police. Ho leurns that tho affair between Alison and his partner Is on. Alison tolls Blakeley anout the attontlon paid her by Sullivan, whom sho was on her way to marry when tho wreck came. It Is planned to glvo Mrs. Conway tho forged notes In ex change for Hulllvan. Mrs. Conway kills herself and Bronson, nnd tho ashes of tho forged notes ara found In tho room. CHAPTER XXX. Continued. "When did you find it?" asked the loan detective, bonding forward. "In tho morning, not long before the wreck." I "Did you ovor boo It beforo?" "I am not certain," sho replied. "I have seen ono very much like it." Her lono was troubled. Sho glanced at mo is If for help, but I was poworless, "Where?" Tho dotcctlvo was watch tag her closely. At that momont there camo nn in terruption. Tho door opened without ceremony, nnd. Johnson ushered In a tall, blondo man, a Btranger to all of us. I glanced at Alison; sho was pale but composed aud scornful. She met , tho newcomor's eyes full, and, caught tinawares, lie took a hasty backward step. "Sit down, Mr. Sullivan," McKnlght beamed cordially. "Have a cigar? I eg your pardon, Alison, do you mlndi this smoke?" "Not at nil," she said composedly. Sullivan had had a second to sound iiB bearings. "No no, thanks," ho mumbled. "If you will bo good enough to oxplain- "But that's what you'ro to do," Mc knight Bald cheerfully, pulling up- n chair. "You'vo got tho most attentive audienco you could ask. Those two gentlemen are detectives from Pitts burg, nnd wo aro all curious to know the finer details of what happened on the car Ontario two weeks ngo, the night your fathor-In-law was mur dered." Sullivan gripped tho arniB of his chair. "Wo aro not prejudiced, either. Tho gentlemen from Pitts burg aro betting on Mr. Dlakoloy, over there. Mr. Hotchklss, tho gentleman by tho radiator, is ready to place ten to ono odds on you. And some of us havo still other theories." "Gentlemen," Sullivan said slowly, "I glvo you my word of honor that I did not .kill Simon Harrington, nnd that I do not know who did." "Fiddlcdedeo!" cried Hotchklss, . bustling forward. "Why, I can tell you " But McKnlght pushed him firmly Into n chair and hold him there. "I am ready to plead guilty to the larceny," Sullivan went on. "I took Mr. Blakeley's clothes, I admit. If I can reimburse him in any way for tho inconvenlence-r? r Tho stout detective was., listening with his mouth open. ''Do you mean to say," ho demanded, "that you got into Mr. Blakeloy'B berth, as he con tends, took his clothes nnd forged notes, nnd loft tho train before tho wreck?" "Yes." "Tho notes, then?" "I gave them to Bronson yesterday. Much good they did him!" bitterly. We wore all silent for a moment. Tho two detectives woro adjusting them selves with dlftlculty to a now point of view. Sullivan was looking dejected ly nt tho floor, his hands hanging loose botween his knees. I was watch ing Alison, from where I stood, be hind her, I could almost touch the soft hair behind her ear. "I have no Intention of pressing any chnrge ngainst you," I said with forced civility, for my hands were Itching to get at him, "If you will give us a clear account of what happened on the On tario that night," Sullivan raised his hundsomo, hag gard head and looked around at me. "I've seen you before, haven't I?" he RBked, "Weren't you an uninvited guest at the Laurels a few days or nights ago? The cat, you remember, and the rug that slipped?" "I remember," I Bald shortly, Ho glanced frqm mo to Alison and quick ly away. "Tho truth can't hurt me," he said, "but it's devilish unpleasant. Alison, you know all this. You would better go out" His uso of her name crazed me. I stepped In front of hor nnd stood over him. "You will not bring Miss West into the conversation," I threatened, -and sho will stay if sho wishes." fiv MAN LOWER T RQEERTJ RUSE: IILUSTRATK ORATIONS CQPYRioMT 1909 A aoaaa -t-trgptf.L coMPAwy 1 oi ?a n Johnson Ushered In a Tall Blonde Man, a Stranger to All Of Us. "Oh, very well," ho said with as sumed Indifference. Hotchklss just then escaped from RIchey's grasp and crossed tho room. "Did you ever wenr glasses?" ho asked eagerly. "Never." Sullivan glanced with some contempt at mine. "I'd better begin by going bnck a little," ho Went on sullenly. "I sup poso you know I was married to Ida Harrington about five yoars ago. Sho was a good girl, and I thought a lot of her. But hor father opposed the marriage ho'd never liked me, and ho refused to mako any sort of settle ment. "I had thought, of course, that thero would bo money, and it was a bad day when I found out I'd mado a mistake. My slstor was wild with disappoint ment. Wo were pretty hard up, my sister and I." I was watching Alison. Her hands were tightly clasped In her lap, and sho was staring out of tho window at tho cheerless roof below. She had sot her Hps a Uttlo, but that was all. "You understand, of course, that I'm not defending mysolf," went on the sullen voice. "Tho day camo whon old Harrington put us both out of tho house at tho point of a revolver, and 'l threatened I suppose you know that, too I threatened to kill him. "My sister and I had hard times after that. Wo lived on tho contin ent for a while. I was at Monte Car lo and sho was In Italy. She met a young lady thore, tho granddaughter of a steel manufacturer and un heir ess, and sho Bent for mo. When I got to Romo tho girl was gone. Last win. ter I was all In social secretary to nn Englishman, a wholesale grocer with a new title, but wo had a row, and I came home. I went out to tho Ilcaton boys' ranch In Wyoming, and met Bronson thero. Ho lent me mon ey, and I've been doing his dirty work over since." Sullivan got up then and walked slowly forward and back as ho talked, his, eyes on tho faded pattern of tho olllco rug. 1 "If you want to Hvo In boll," ho said savagely, "put yourself In anoth er man's power. Bronson got Into trouble, forging John Gllmoro's name to thoso notes, nnd In somo way ho learned that a man was bringing tho papers bnck to Washington on the Filer. " Ho even learned tho numCor of his berth, and tho night beforo tho wreck, Just as I wus boarding tho train, I got a telegram." Hotchklss stepped forward once tnoro Importantly. "Which read, I think: 'Man with papers In lower ten, car seven. Get them.' " Sullivan looked at the little man with sulky blue eyes. "It was something llko that, any how. But It was a nasty business, and it mado matters worse that he didn't caro that a telegram which must pass through n half dozen bands vna more or less Incriminating to me. "Then, to add to tho unpleasantness of my position, just after we boarded tho train I was accompanying my sister and this young lady, Miss West a woman touched me on the slcove, and I turned to face my wife I "That took away my last bit of nerve. I told my sister, and you can understand sho was In a- bad way, too. Wo knew what It meant. Ida had heard that I wns going " He stopped and glanced uneasily at Alison. EN HART O. IVJe;! X SlSld-- "Go on," sho said coldly. "It is too lato to shield mo. Tho tlrao to havo dono that was whon I was your guest." "Well," he wont on, his oyos turned carefully away from my face, which must havo presented certainly any thing but a pleasant Bight. "MIsb West was going to do mo the honor to marry mo, and " "You scoundrel!" I burst forth, thrusting past Alison West's chair "You you Infernal cur!" One of the detectives got up and stood between us. "You must remember, Mr. Blakeloy, that you aro forcing this story from this man. These details aro tinpleas ant, but Important. You were going to innrry this young lady," ho said, turning to Sulllvnn, "although you al ready had a wlfo living?" "It was my sister's plan, and I was In a bad way for money. If I could marry, secrotly, a wealthy girl and go to Europe, it was unlikely that Ida that Is, Mrs. Sullivan would henr of It. "So It was more than a shock to soo my wlfo on tho train, and to realize from her face that sho know what was going on. I don't know yet, unloss some of the servants well, nover mind that. "It meant that tho whole thing had gono up. Old Harrington had carried a gun for mo for years, and tho samo train wouldn't hold both of us; Of course, I thought that ho was In tho coach Just behind ours." . Hotchklss was leaning forward now, his eyes narrowed, his thin Hps drawn to a line. "Aro you left-handed, Mr. Sullivan?" he asked. Sullivan stopped In surprise. "No," ho said gruffly. "Can't do anything with my loft hand." Hotch kiss subsided, crestfallen but alert, "I toro up that cursed telegram, but I was nfrald to throw the scraps away. Then I looked nround for low er ten. It was almost exactly acrosB my berth was lower seven, nnd it wns, of courso, a bit of oxcoptlonnl hick for mo that tho car wns numbor seven." "Did you tell your sister of tho tel egram from Bronson?" I aslted. "No. It would do no good, and she waB In a bad way without that to mako her worse." "Your sister was kljled, I think?" The shorter detectlvo took a smnll packago from his pocket and held It In his hand, snapping tho rubber, band which held It. "Yes, she was killed," Sulllvnn said soberly. "What 1 Bay now can do hor no harm." Ho stopped to push back tho heavy hair, which dropped ovor his fore head, and wont on moro connectedly. 'it was late, after midnight, nnd we went at onco to our berths. I un dressed, and then I lay thero for nn hour, wondering how I was going to got tho notes. Some one In lower nlno wns restless nnd wldo nwako, but finally became quiet. "Tho man In ten was stooping heav ily. I could hear his breathing, nnd It seemed to bo only a question of get ting acrosB and behind tho curtains of his berth without being seen. Aft er that, it was a mere matter of quiet searching. "Tho cur became vory still. I wan about to try for tho other berth, whon somo one brushed softly past, and I lay back again. "Finally, however, whon things had been quiet for a time, I got up, nhd after looking along tho ulslo, I slipped behind tho curtains of lower ten. You understand, Mr. lllukeloy, that I thought you woro In lower ton, with tho nptes." , I noddjjd, curtly. "I'm not' trying to dofond mysolf." ho went on. WI was rendy to Btenl tho notes I had to. But murder I" He wiped his forehead with hlB handkerchief, "Well, I -slipped across and behind tho curtain's. It wns vory still. Tho man in ten didn't niovo, although my heart was thumping until I thought ho would hear It. "I felt around cnutlously. It was perfectly dark, and I camu across a bit of chain, about as long as my fin ger. It seemed a queer thing to find there, nnd It wns sticky, too." Ho shuddered, and I could sco Alt- son's hnndB clenching and unclenching with tho Btrnln. "All at onco It struck mo that tho man was strangely sllont, and I think I lost my nerve. Anyhow, I drow tho curtains open n little, nnd let tho light fall on my hands. Thoy wero red, blood-red." Ho leaned, ono hand on tho back of tho chair, and was silent for a mo ment, nn though ho lived ovor ngatn tho awful events of that moro thnn awful night. Tho stout dotoctlve had lot his cigar go out; ho wns still drawing nt It nervously. Rlchey had picked up n pnpor-wolght and wns tossing It from hand to hand; when It slipped and fell to tho floor, n startled shudder passed through tho room, "There was something glittering In thero," Sulllvnn resumod, "and on Im pulse I picked It up. Then I dropped tho curtains and stumbled back to my own berth." "Whoro you wiped your hands on tho bed clothing and stuck the dirk In to tho pillow." Hotchklss wns seeing his carefully built structure crumbling to pleccB, and he looked chagrined. "I suppose I did I'm not very cloar about what happened then. But whon I rallied a littlo r saw a Russia leath er wallot lying in the nlslo almost at my feet, and, liko a fool, I stuck It, with the bit of chain, into my bag. "I Bat thore, shivering, for what seemed hours. It wns still perfectly quiet, oxcopt for somo ono snoring. I thought that would drive mo crazy. "Tho moro I thought of it tho worso things looked. Tho telogram, wns tho first thing against mo it would put tho pollco on my trnck n,t once, whon It waB dlscovored that tho man In low er ten had been killed. "Then I remembered tha notes, nnd I took out the wallot nnd opened It." Ho Btoppcd for a minute, ns if tho recalling of tho next occurrence wns almost beyond him. "I took out tho wallot," ho said aim' ply, "and, opening it, held It to tho light. In gilt letters was tho namo, Simon Harrington." Tho detectives woro lcnnlng for ward now, their oyoB on his fnco. 'Things seemed to whirl nround for a while. I sat thero almost paralyzed, wondering whnt this now development meant for mo. "Do you bellovo mo now?" Ho looked nround nt us doflnntly. "I am tolling tho nbsoluto truth, and not ono of you bollevesimo! "My wlfo, I know, would awoar had killed her fathor; nobody would be likely to believe tho truth, "After a bit tho man In lower nlno got up and walked along tho nlslo to wnrd tho Bmoklng compartmont, 1 heard him go, and, leaning from my berth, watched him out of sight. "It was then I got the Idea of chnnglng berths with him, getting his clothes, and leaving tho trnln, I glvo you my word I had no ldou of throw Ing suspicion on him." ( Alison looked scornfully tncredu Ioub, but I felt that tho man was toll ing tho truth. "I changed the numbers of tho borths, and It worked well. I got into tho other man's berth, nnd ho camo back to mine. Tho rest was easy. dressed In his clothes luckily, they fitted nnd Jumped tho train not far from Baltimore, Just before tho wreck." "Thero Is something elao you muBt clear up," I said. "Why did you try to telephone mo from M , and why did you change your mind nbout tho messago?" Ho looked astounded. "You know I wns nt M ?" he stammered. "YeB, wo trnced you. What about tho mossngo?" "Well, It was this way; of courso, I did not know your namo, Mr. Blake loy. Tho tolegram said: 'Man with papors In lower ton, car sovon,' and nfter I had mndo what I considered my escape, I bogan to think I had krft the man In my berth in a bad way. (TO BR CONTINUED.) Shock for Literature. Tho literary man who goes into vaudovlllo runB n great risk of being humiliated when ho comparos his earning capacity with that of the I traiued elephauL ONE REDEEMING FEATURE When apa Hears It Ho Urges Onlv Son to Qet Qlrl Quick. Tho only son had just announced to the fnmlly his cngngomont. "What, that girl I" remarked his mother. "Why, sho squints." "Sho has absolutely no stylo," com mented his slstor. "Rcd-hcadcd, isn't alio?" asked tiuntlo. "I'm afraid she'B flighty," was grand- ma's opinion. "Sho hasn't nny money," Bald undo. "And sho doesn't look strong," chimed In tho Drat cousin. "Sho'a stuck up, In my opinion." aa- ftcrvatcd tho second cousin. "Sho's extravagant," wns tho opin ion gtvon by tho third cousin. "Well, she's got ono rcdetimlng fea ture, at any rate," remarked tho only con, thoughtfully. What's that?" chorused tho char ltnblo band. Sho hasn't a relative an' earth." Papa had not yot spoken, but now ho did. "Grab hor, my boy, grab' her,'1 he said. Mrs. Roosevelt an Economist. Mrs. Roosevelt Is said to havo kept her gowns from ono year to tho next and even tho third year, nnd yet waa always beautifully dressed. Tho best drossod woman In Ixmdon Is said to bo Mrs. Kcppcl, who wears her gowtiB more than one season, having them mado ovor for tho second year, nn hor incomo docB not allow of n great vn rloty of gowns, Mean of Her. Mrs. Gnlcy (back from tho moun tains) Well, my dear, did you keep open houso during my absence? Gnloy (cnrnoBtly) 1 should sny I didn't, Louisa; why, thero wasn't a night that I didn't lock tho doora nt nlno o'clock. Mrs. Galoy Yea? And whero did you go then? Truly Spoken. 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