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CHAPTER XVIII—(Continued.)
"In his favor, it may be urged that
i man like Swain doesn't commit mur
der—though, as a matter of fact, this
is a dangerous generalization, for all
sorts of men commit murder; but if
he should do so, it would be only under
great provocation and in the heat of
anger, certainly not in cold blood with
a noose; and, finally, if the motion of
the curtain Miss Vaughan noticed was
made by the murderer, it couldn't pos
sibly have been Swain, because he was
with us at that moment. You will see
that there is a mass of evidence against
him. and practically the whole defense
is that such a crime would be impos
sible to one of his temperament. You
know yourself how flimsy such a de
fense is.
"Against the Hindus, on the other
hand, practically the only basis of sus
picion is that such a crime might be
temperamentally possible to them.
They may have been on the ground,
and the method of the murder savors
strongly of Thuggee—-though don’t for
get thjit Swqin admitted he could have
tied that knot. Besides, if It was the
Thug who followed them, he wouldn't
have made any noise, and most cer
tainly he couldn't have left the prints
of Swain’s fingers on the body. But,
if Swain is right in his assertion that
he saw the snake in the arbor, it is
probable that the thug wasn't far away.
"Against an unknown it may be
urged that neither Swain nor the Hin
dus could have committed the crime;
but I don't see how an unknown could
either, unless he happened to be one
of the three or four people in the world
with finger tips like Swain’s. And that
is too far fetched to be believable.
, “But this I am sure of, Lester,” and
Godfrey leaned forward again—"tbo
murder was committed either by Swain
or by someone anxious to implicate
Swain. We agree that it wasn't Swain.
Very well, then: the person who com
mitted the murder made a noise in
following Miss Vaughan and her fa
ther so that she should think it was
Swain who was following them; he
picked up the bloodstained handker
chief that Swain had dropped, per
haps when he fled from tho arbor, and
plaoed it beside tho body; and in some
way inconceivable to me he pressed the
prints of Swain's fingers on the dead
man’s robe. Now, to do that, he must
have known that Swain was injured—
the bloodstained handkerchief would
tell him that; but he must also have
known that it was his right hand that
was injured. There was no blood cm
Swain’s left hand.”
Godfrey paused. I was following his
reasoning with such absorbed atten
tion that I could feel my brain crinkle
with the effort.
“Now, listen," said Godfrey, and I
could have smiled at the uselessness
of the admonition—as if I were not
already listening with all my faculties!
“There is only one way in which the
murderer could have known that it was
Swain’s right hand, and that was by
overhearing the conversation in tha
arbor. But if he overheard that much,
he overheard it all, and he knew there
fore what it was Swain proposed to do.
He knew that Vaughan’s sanity was
to be questioned; he know that he
would probably be placed in a sana
torium; he knew that Miss Vaughan
would probably marry Swain. Pre
suming that it was Silva, he knew
that, unless something was done to
stop it, a very few days would place
both Vaughan and his daughter beyond
his reach.’
“That is true,” I admitted; “but
Vaughan was beyond his reach a good
deal more certainly dead than he would
have been in a sanatorium. Besides,
it isn’t at all i ertain that he would
have been sent to a sanatorium.”
“That’s an objection, surely,” God
frey agreed; “but 1 must find out if
Vaughan is really beyond his reach
dead.”
I stared at him.
“You don't mean .
‘I don’t know what I mean. Lester.
I can feel a sort of dim meaning at
the hack of my mind, but I can't get
it out into the light.’’
"Besides," 1 went* on, "if the yogi
did it, how did he get hack into the
house before we got there?”
"He peeped in at the door, saw the
coast was clear and went hack through
the library. Remember, Miss Vaughan
was unconscious. That doesn’t both
er me. And another thing, Lester. How
did Miss Vaughan's father come to
burst in on her and Swain like that?
How did he know they were in the
arbor? It was dark and he couldn't
have seen either of them."
"Me might have been walking about
the grounds and overheard them."
“I don’t believe it. I believe some
body told him they were there. And
only one person could have told him—
that is Silva. No—there's only one
point I can't get past—that’s the fing
er prints.”
And then I remembered.
•Godfrey," I cried, "there's one thing
—I forgot to tell you. You heard
Swain remark that Vaughan was a
collector of finger prints?”
“Yes."
“And that he had a set of Swain's?"
"Yes."
"Well, when I told Miss Vaughan
about the prints on her father’s robe,
she ran to a bookcase and got out a
book. It had Vaughan's collection in
it, all hound together. But the page
on which Swain's were had been torn
out."
Godfrey sat for a moment, staring
at me spellbound. Then he began pac
ing up and down the study, like a ti
ger in its cage; up and down, up and
down.
"I’m hound to add." I went on final
ly, “that Hinman suggested a very
pludusible reason for their disappear
ance.”
"What was It?”
"He said they were probably de
stroyed by Vaughan himself, because
of his dislike of Swain. He said that
would be characteristic of Vaughan’s
form of insanity."
Godfrey took another turn up and
down, then he stopped in front of my
chair.
“What did Miss Vaughan think of
that explanation?” ho asked.
“It didn't seem to impress her, but
I don't remember that she made any
comment.'
He stood of moment longer staring
down at me, and I could feel the in
tense concentration of his mind; then
he ran tiis fingers impatiently through
his hair,
"I can’t get it, Lester!" he said. I
can't get it. But i will get it' It’s
there! It’s there, just out of reach."
He shrugged his shoulders and glanced
at his watch. "I'm getting dippy.” ho
added, in another tone. "Let's go "out
and get a breath of air.”
16
I followed him out Into the yard—
L knew where he was going—among
the trees and up the ladder. Silently
we took our places on the limb: silent
ly we stared out into the darkness.
And there, presntly, the strange star
glowed and burned steel-blue, and
floated slowly down, and burst above
a white-robed figure, standing as
though carved in marble, its arms ex
tended, its head thrown back.
"That fellow is certainly an artist,”
Godfrey muttered, as he led the way
hack to the house.
CHAPTER XIX.
THE YOGI CONQUERS.
_ The events of the day the followed—
Sunday—I shall pass over as briefly as
may be. It was for me a day of dis
appointment, culminating In despair,
and, looking back at it, I remember is
as a grey day, windy, and with gusts
of rain
Dr. Hinman stopped for us, and God
frey and I accompanied him to the
service over the body of the murdered
man. We were the only outsiders
there, besides the undertaker and his
assistants, and they were not admitted
to the ceremony. This was witnessed
only by Miss Vaughan, Mahbub and us
three. The servants were not there,
and neither were Miss Vaughan’s
nurses.
I have never seen a more impressive
figure than Silva made that morning.
His robes were dead black, and in
contrast to them and to his hair and
beard, hie face looked white as marble.
But, after the first moments, the cere
mony failed to interest me; for Silva
spoke a language which I supposed to
bo Hindustani, and there was a mo
notony about it and about his gestures
Which ended in getting on my nerves.
It lasted half an hour, and the moment
it was over, Miss Vaughan slipped
away The yogi anel Mahbub followed
her, and then we three stepped for
ward for a last look at the body.
It was robed all in white. The un
dertaker had managed to compose the
features, and the high stock concealed
the ugly marks upon the neck. So
there was nothing to tell of the manner
of his death, and there was a certain
majesty about him as he lay with
hands crossed and eyes closed.
We left the room in silence, and
Hinman signed to the undertaker that
the service was ended.
"I am going with the body to the
crematory," ha said, and presently
drove away with the undertaker, ahead
of the hearse. Godfrey and I stood
gazing after it until it passed from
sight, then, in silence, we walked down
the drive to the entrance. The gard
ener was standing there, and regarded
us with eyes which seemed to me dis
tinctly unfriendly. He made no sign
of recognition, and, the moment we
were outside, he closed the gates and
locked them carefully, as though obey
ing precise instructions.
“So," said Godfrey, in a low tone, as
we went en together, “the lock has
been repaired. I wonder who ordered
that done?”
"Miss Vaughan, no doubt," I an
swered. "She wouldn’t want those
gates gaping open.’’
“Perhaps not,” Godfrey assented;
"but would she want the barrier in
tact? Remember, Lester, It’s as much
a barrier from one side as from the
other.”
"Weil, she won’t be inside it much
longer," I assured him. “I’m going to
get her out this afternoon.”
The words were uttered with a con
fidence I was far from feeling, and I
rather expected Godfrey to challenge
it, but he walked on without replying,
his head befit in thought, and did not
again speak of Miss Vaughan or her
affairs.
He drove into the city shortly after
lunch, and it was about the middle of
the afternoon when I presented myself
again at the gates of Elmhurst and
rang the bell. I waited five minutes
and rang again. Finally the gardener
came shuffling down the drive and
asked me what I wanted. I told him
I had an appointment with his mist
ress; but, Instead of admitting me, he
took my card and shuffled away with
it.
I confess that I grew angry, as I
stood there kicking my heels at the
roadside, for he was gone a long time,
and all these precautions and delays
were incomprehensible to me. But he
came back at last, unlocked the gate
without a word, and motioned me to
enter. Then he locked It again, and
led the way up the drive to the house.
The house maid met us at the door of
the library, as though she had been
stationed there.
"If you will wait here, sir,” she said,
“Miss Vaughan will see you."
“I hope she is well,” I ventured,
thinking the girl might furnish me
with some clue to all this mystery, lout
she was already at the door.
“Quite well, sir," he said, and the
next instant had disappeared.
Another 10 minutes elapsed, and
then, just as I was thinking seriously
of putting on my hat and leaving the
house, 1 heard a step coming down
the stair. A moment later Miss
Vaughan stood on the threshold.
I had taken it for granted that, re
lieved of her father's presence, she
would return to the clothing of every
day; but she still wore the flowing
white semi-Grecian garb in which I
had first seen her. I could not but
admit that it added grace and beauty
to her figure, as well as a certain im
pressiveness impossible to petticoats;
and yet 1 felt a sense of disappoint
ment. For her retention of the cos
tume could only mean that her father’s
influence was still dominant.
"You wished to see me?” she asked;
and again I was surprised, for I had
supposed she would apologize for the
delay to which 1 had been subjected. In
stead, she spoke almost as to a stranger.
"I had an appointment for this af
ternoon,” I reminded her .striving to
keep my vexation from my voice.
"Oh, yes,” and she came a few steps
into the room, but her face lost none of
its coldness. ”1 had forgotten. It is
not to speak of business?”
"No,” I said; “it is to speak of your
going to friends of Mr. Swain and me
—for a time, at least.”
’’You will thank your friends for me.’’
she answered calmly; "but I have de
cided to remain here.”
“But—but,” I stammered, taken
aback at the finality of her tone, "do
you think it wise?”
Yes—far wiser than going to people
I do not know and who do not know
me.”
i "And safe,” I persisted; “do you think
jit safe?”
“Safe?” she echoed, looking at me in
r ^
istonlshmeni “Certainly. What have
[ to fear?” 4
I had to confess that I myself did
lot know very\learly what she had to
fear, so I temporised.
"Are you keeping the nurses?”
"No; X do not need them. They left
in hour ago.”
“But the servants," I said, In a pan
el, “they are here? They are going to
stay?"
"Your Questions seem most extraor
dinary to me. Mr. I.ester. Of course
the servants will stay.”
"And—and the Hindus?” I blurted
out.
“Yes, and the Hindus, as you call
them. Tliis is their home. It was my
father’s wish."
I gave it up; her manner indicated
that all this was no concern of mine,
ind that my Interference was a mere
Impertinence. Hut I tried one parting
shot.
"Mr, Swain is very anxious you
should not stay here,” 1 sahl. "He will
he deeply grieved when ho learns your
decision.”
To this she made no answer, and,
finding nothing more to say, sore at
heart, and not a lttllo angry and re
sentful, I started to leave the room.
"There Is one thing mere," I
said, turning buck at the thresh
old. "I shall have to go in
to the city tomorrow, hut I
shall come out again in the evening.
Would It be convenient to have our
business conference after dinner?' ’
"Yes,” she agreed; "that will do very
well.”
“At C tV,„r.O'l
"I shall expect you at that time," she
assented; and with that I took my
leave.
It was in a most depressed state of
mind that 1 made my way back to God
frey's; und I sat down on the perch and
smoked a pipe of hitler meditation.
For I felt that, somehow, Miss Vaughn
was slipping away from me. There
had been a barrier between us toduy
which hud not been there before, a
barrier of coldness and reserve which
I could not penetrate. Some hostile
influence had been at work; In death,
even more than in life .perhaps, her
father’s will weighed upon ner. I
could imagine how a feeling of re
morso might grow and deepen, and
urge her toward foolish and useless
sacrifice.
And just then Mrs. Hargis came out
and told me that someone wusted me
on the ’phone. It was Swain.
“They let me come out hero to the
office to ’phone to you," he said, a*
he heard my exclamation of surprise.
“Simmonds happened In and told them
it would be all right. He's hero now.”
"And they’re treating you all right?”
“They’re treating me like the star
boarder," he laughed. And then lua
voice grew suddenly serious. "Havo
you seen Miss Vaughan?’’
“Yes,’ ’I answered; for I knew of
course that the question was coming.
"Well?"
“Miss Vaughan refuses to go to the
Royces,’ Swain.”
There was a moment’s silence.
“Then where will she go?”
“She won’t go anywhere.”
“You don't mean,” he cried, panic in
Ills voice, “that she's going to stay out
there?’’
’’Yes; she laughed when I mentioned
danger. There’s one consolation—the
servants will stay.”
“Did you tell her how anxious I was
for her?”
"Yes, I did my best, Swain.”
“And it made no difference?”
"No; it made no difference. The
fact is, Swain, I fancy she's a little re
morseful about her father—his death
lias unnerved her—and there was the
funeral today—and, as a sort «f atone
ment, she’s trying to do what she
imagines he would wish her to do."
“He wished her to become a priest
ess,” said Swain, his voice ghastly.
“Oh, well, she won’t go that far,” I
assured him cheerfully; “and no doubt
in a few days, when the first impres
sion of the tragedy has worn off, she
will be ready to go to the Royces.’ Til
keep suggesting it, and I’m going to
have Mrs. Royoe call on her.”
“Thank you, Mr. Lester,” he said,
but his voice was still shaking. “I—
this sort of knocks me out—I hadn’t
foreseen it. I’ll have to think it over.
But there’s one thing you can do.”
“What is it''”
“Watch the house!" he cried. “Watch
the house! And be ready if she screams
again.'
“Ajl right,” I said, soothingly, 'Til
do that. But tell me, Swain, what is
it you fear?”
”1 fear Silva!” said Swain, in a voice
husky with emotion. “It isn’t remorse
for her father—it’s Silva who’s work
ing on her. I feel It, some way—I’m
sure of It. God knows what he’ll try
—any vlllany. You must watch the
house, Mr. Lester—day and night you
must watch the house!”
‘All right,” I said, again, strangely
impressed by his words. “You may
count on me.”
“Thank you,” he said. “Remember,
we’ve only you. Goodbye.”
(Continued next week.)
Potato a Spanish Discovery.
From "Source, Chemistry and Use of Food
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The potato Is a native of Chile, Peru
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A New Remedy for
Kidney, Bladder and
aU Uric Acid Troubles
Dear Readers:
I appeal to those of you who are
bothered with kidney and bladder
trouble, that you give up the use of
harsh salts or alcoholic medicines and
in their place take a short treatment
of "Anuric.” I have taken many of
Dr. Pierce’s medicines for the past
twenty-live years with good results. I
suffered with kidney trouble for somo
years. I recently heard of the newest
discovery of Dr. Pierce, namely, his
“Anuric” Tablets. After using same
I am completely cured bf my kidney
trouble. A doctor pronounced me a
well preserved woman for my age, all
due, I believe, to Dr. Pierce’s aid.
MRS. MELINDA E. MILLER.
If you suffer from backache, lum
bago, rheumatism, get “Anuric” now.
fThe Wheat Yield^^jn
Tells the Story trfjJWlpEjJ
Western Canada's Rapid Progress pffrhlf&fiU I
avy crops in Western Canada have caused r nl^J
ords to be made in the handling of grains j| Skir^rW
rads. For, while the movement of these E» M IB
heavy shipments has been wonderfully rapid, the 4 . % I
resources of the different roads, despite enlarged * W
equipments and increased facilities, have been
strained as never before, and previous records
have thus been broken in all directions. g
S The largest Canadian wheat shipments through New York, ever known I
are reported for the period up to October 15th, upwards ol four and a I &
quarter million bushel* being exported in less than six weeks, B
! and this was but the overflow of shipments to Montreal, through which B
point shipments were much larger than to New York. 8 i
Yields as high as 60 bushels of wheat per acre are reported from all IS
; parts of the country; while yields of 45 bushels per acre are common J f
Thousands of American farmers have taken part in this wonderful pro- B
duction. Land prices are still low and free homestead lands are easily secured U
in good localities, convenient to churches, schools, markets, railways, etc. M j
{ There I* no war tax on land and no conscription. A.
Write for illustrated pamphlet, reduced railroad rates and o'her (C&cVi
information to Superintendent Immigration, Ottawa, 4t!jBKL
J. M. Nidjrbln, Drawer 197,Water
(own, S. D-; W.V. Bennett. Room 4, Bee |
Bldg.. Omaha, Neb., and R. A. Garrett,
**1 Jackson Street, St. Paul, Minn.
ladlan Government Agents
Your Liver
Is Clogged Up
That's Why You’re of Sort*
—Have No Appetite
CARTER’S
LIVER PILLS
will put you
in a few days.
Thi ‘ i
their j
stipation,
Biliousness, Indigestion and Sick Ileadacha
SMALL PILL, SMALL DOSE, SMALL PRICE.
Genuine must bear Signature
Don't Neglect a
Cold—It's Serious
CASCARAjg QUININE
The old standard remedy—In tablet form—No
unpleasant alter effects —No opiates—Cure* S
colds in 24 hours—La Grippe in 3 days—Money l.
back if it fails—
Insist on genuine—Box with red top—Mr.
Hill's picture on it—25c—Any Drue Store.
W. H. Hill Company • Detroit
PILES we treat pikes by a mild »af»
ZT method without hospital op
C U R E D oration. Institution estab
lished four years. Write for list of patients.
C Y. Cltmenfa, M. D.a 5S3 Good Bile., Dos Moines
SIOUX CITY PTG. CO., NO. 10-1916.
After Grip—
Winter Colds—
Bad Blood
You are pale, thin, weak—with Uttlo
vitality. Your liver is sluggish and
the bad blood causes your stomach
muscles to lose their elasticity and be
come liabby—then indigestion.
Dr. Pierce’s Golden Medical Discov
ery, purely vegetable and free from
alcohol or narcotics, is the great and
powerful blood purifier of today. Ex
tracted from American forest herbs
and roots. Contains no alcohol. In.
gredlents printed on wrapper. j
Taken as directed it will search
out impure and poisonous matter
throughout the system and eliminate
it.
