Omaha Daily Bee Newspaper, May 1, 1910, Page 28

) EGGS! OLD | SAID, REMEM> | ( THE THESE ARE NQT STALE I DONT WANT THEM! 1 CAN TELL IN A SECOND! (€HOOK ™ CHOOK' [CHOOK ' CHOOK [NOW. BRING ME (A PANSOF Ew;\qTER [AND SOME MORE \_CORN, CHOOK! BOWL CHOOK! CHOOK! CHOOK ! CHOOK 60 GET ME A BIG i OF WATER fiss\!m:ss ARE ALLRIGHT( [Now. Go GET IME sOME BREAD CRUMBS AND BE QUICK LABour_IT! A 816 BowL) & )OF WATER!| 1 SAID! @O ON'.'" BRING ME SOME CORN, NOW! CHOOK' cnoox'! CHOOK! CHOOK! CHOOK! _‘k SHARP KNIFE AND PISH To PUT THESE FEATHERS IN! THAT'LL Do! SET IT DOWN! BRING ME SOME| SALT AND PE P- -PER. Now' TH BRING ME A MATCH! HOW DO Tou THINK 1 AM 0ING TO LIGHT € ALCOHOL ? i CHOOK | CHOOK ' CHOOK! CHook! ET ME MORE CORN, WAITER!. CHOOK SOME fj THEN GET ME A CHAFING DIsl A BIG ONE WITH, SOME WATER BRING SOME DISHES) PLATES. KNIFE AND FORK! SOME BREAD AND BUTTER SOME_CELERY AND ) POTATAES! SET THE / ffHLREvlJKE |A DUMMY ! GET, (ME A NAPKIN! IGET A MOVE (SET (T DOWN! ISET IT DOWN'! \ | [ DON'T YOU SEE 1 AM EATING? GET ME SaME i) fCOFFEE AND CREAM ANO SOME RICE PUD ING! THEN You MAY FETCH A INGER BOWL. NOW. GO GET ME A GOOD CIGH -AR! BE QUICK ABOUT I'VE GOT _POPYRIGHT, 1910, BY THE NEW YORK EVENING TELEGHAM (NEW YORK HERALD e CO0J. AU Rights Reserved. ) IMY EXAMPLE THERE SHOuL NOT BE SO / MANY EGG. \ocsT‘Rc)‘rED \COMES A CUSTOMER! HUH' H! WAS T ASLEEP! OH! SAY!IF 1 EVER / EAT ONE OF THOSE RAREBITS AGAIN. 1 HOPE 1 CHOKE ON IT!( ® Wow! WHAT A DREAMJ (Copyright, 1910, by Bobbs-Merrill Co.) carve with my left hand. was too busy with me. Wo we But Hotehkiss his theories to notice CHAPTER XVIII—Continued, 1 looked at her, at the lines around her eyes, at the drawn look about her mouth. Then I held out my hand. “Afraid!” I said, she gave me There Is nothing In God's green earth I am afraid of, save of trouble for you. To ask ques- tions would be to imply a lack of faith. 1 ask nothing. Some day, perhap: you will come to me yourself and let only just in time for our train back to Baltimore, but McKaight took advantage of a second’s delay to shake the station agent warmly by the hand. “I want to express my admiration for you,” he said beamingly. *“Ability of your order is thrown away here. You should have been a city policeman, my friend."” The agent looked @ trifia uncertain, “The young lady was the ome who t me to keep still,” he sald. McKnight glanced at me, gave the agent's hand a final shake, and climbed on board. But I knew perfectly that he had guessed the reason for my delay. He very silent the home, Hotchkiss, too, had little to say. He was reading notes intently, stopping make a penciled addi- we left the train Richey it was the k ticd to the gate? her.” teilow in," he as ners e you me you.'" next golden sunshine carols of Joy: rainbow colored cherubs now, help The moment 1 i the singing was out the birds walked dizzily through clouds, past the twins, swinging on the gate. It was a new world into which I stepped from the Carter farm house that morning, for—1 had Kissed her! were was on way ver now and then tion. Just befor turned to me. to the door that she “Probably. 1 did ask her locking that his e to CHAPTER XIX. THE TABLE NEXT. and Hotchkiss were down the road as I caught As usual, the little absiruse mental suppose AT MeKnight ing slowly with them. busy with lem, T idea is this,™ nter- not up “Curious, reflected You was saying, Roud brows knitted in thought, “If & left-handed 1o :‘” 'I‘ man, standing in the position of the ol kg in the pleture, should ‘Jump from ¥ would he be likely to sprain his ankle? When a right-handed pares for & leap of that kind, is that he would hold with hand, and alight at the proper right foot. Of course I imagine, although terrupted MeKnight, ambidextrous from the Wash likely to land on his head Anyhow,” 1 interposed, co does It make whether one hand or the other? One cuffs will gut both hands wmission. As of his pet was attacked, Hotchkiss looked agsrieved My dear sir,” he expostulated, “don't you understand what bearing this the How was the murde Iylng when he was found?” on back,” I sald prompt toward the engine.” “Very well,’ ha retorted then? Your heart lies under yo tercustal space, and to handed blow would have down or directly in. But, gentlemen, the point for the stiletto.was below striking up. As Harrington head toward the engine aisle must have used the left hand etz Moinight'y eyes sought mine and he . winked at me solemnly as I unostenta- . tously transferred the hat I was carrying to right hand. Long training largely counterbalanced heredity In my case, but 1 sull pitch ball, play tennis and man some prob. depend for it on it, all. And vuspleious there a 1 wish you £ motives, was reason he his ot sald warmly sterduy .you were the susple- he retorted, and we lapsed into silence, a car, 1o stra right o ned pre theory right his man it tor nie and was late One of vhen Mrs exacting we got Klopton's to Washing small tyray punctuality at meals, like scveral other things, I,respected L. There concessions that ful my on his I don't know,” i wre always some that should ® haD sithe be made in return for fuith or armed, unpi parvice as my dinner MeKnight hour 1 of 7 went wus long little ve \gton Flier, would be m pas and restaurant down town where very decent way of fixing Hotehl 1 deparied, bent, fc small ived on the American pla 1 think sald response ner, a they | chicke a la economi- where what diffe Sullivan used hand P v a palr of King out of com- I o hotel he want to some things over invitation he to din usual when one theories in “and, o my anyhow, th out when I pay the s 1 day had air e's no use diniu e, dinner ¢ topping been | ner The floor where I am case? ed may and ey in first ot the room and alm, fans w atiemp! z0s country e rdure 1 bre of the nd what fifth in sl e It was crowded mer night crowd, fow minu ®ot up room ug and we Window oo, and, With & typical su ter Itering vight struck vither fo sitting went 1o the Here 1t w ettled ou i e smaller dining &3 not %0 wa:m, by @ the heart, with his Ives comfortably a person In the in a correr halt a dozen boys on way_back 1o sehool were ragging a piring” waiter, & proceeding so exactly McKnight's taste that he. insisted on going to join them. Rut thelr table was full. and somiehow that kind of fun its point for from a my has bad lost Not far us & very siout, middle- aged man, apoplectio With the heat, was elephantinely jolly for the benefit of a bored looking girl across the table from him, and at the next table a newspaper weman ate alone, the last edition propped against the water bottle before her, her hat, for coolness, on the corner of the table. It was a motley Bohemian crowd. T looked over the room casually, while McKnight ordered the meal. Then my at- tention was attracted to the table next to our Two people were sitting there, so deep In conversation that .they did not notice us. The woman's face was hidden under her hat, as she traced the pattern of the eloth mechanically with her fork. But the man's features stcod out clear in the light of the candies on the table. It was Bror.son! ‘“He shows the strain, doesn't he?* Knight said, Me- holding up the wine list as it he read from Who's the woman?" arch me," I replied, in the way. When the chicken came, T still found my- self gazing now and then at the abstracted couple near me, Evidently the subject of conversation was unpleasant. Bronson was cating little, the woman not at all, Finally he got up, pushed Lis chair back roisily, thrust a bill at the waiter and stalked out The woman sat still for a moment; then, an apparent resolution to make the best of it, she began slowly to eat the meal before her. But the quarrel had taken away her ap- petite, for the mixture in our chafing dish was hardly ready to serve before she pushed her chalr back a little and looked around the room 1 caught my fir then, and 1 confess was the tall, statcly tario, tha wa 1 ing beside the road, a cut over her eye. I th now\ a little affalr, about inch gleaming red through it of der. And then, quite unexpectedly, she and looked dircetly at After ute's uncertainty, she bowed, letting t mine with a calmly She glanced at MecKnight ment, then kto me. When she away again 1 breathed easier. Who »" asked McKnight breath, Ontario 1 rather t same her face me, It the On- cower- from s lons, pow- glimpse of it* started womian of had last scen blood streaming could see an layers turn=a me a min- her insolent for a looked eyes rest on tare bac 1 undey his formed it with my lips saul it McKnight's cyebrows up and he looked with increased In- st at the black-gowned figur 1 ate The ment n she Her Wi a vut in Jall under a ge. A word fiom her to the pe and polite survelllance would become active interfer- ence. The tere situation looked it she so doing, after that W Httl th was back w had puld, f cal me al that she had with & murdered man's Alison W could after the wreck, from the thus probably bring 100, sh me, just young woman cer, and into the ecase It s not say surprising, then, that I ate little. The woman scross seemed in no hurry to go. She loitered over a demi- tasse, and that finished, sat with her elbow on the table, her chin in her hand, look- ing darkly at the changing groups in the rocm. The fun-at the table where the college boys sat began to grow a little noisy; the fat man, now a purplish shade, am Lled away behind his slim companion; the newspaper woman pinned on her business- like hat and staled out. Still the woman at the next table waited. 1t was a relief when the meal was over. We got our hats and were about to leave the room, when a walter touched me on the arm. “I beg your pardon, sir,” he sald, “but the lady at the table near the window, tho lay in black, sir, would like to speak to you." I looked down between the rows of tables to where the woman sat alone, her chin still resting on her hand,? her black eves still insolently staring, this time at me. “I'll have to go,” I sald to McKnight hurriedly. “She knows all about that af- fair and she'd be a bad enemy.” “I don't ltke her lamps,” McKnight ob- served, after a glance at her. ‘“Better jolly her a little. Goodb: I CHAPTER XX, THE NOTES AND A BARGAIN. 1 went back slowly to where the woman €at alone. She smiled rather oddly at I ¢rew mnear, and pointed to the chair Bro: son had vacated. “Sit down, Mr. Blakeley,” she said, “I am going to take a few minutes of your valuable time." Certalnly. 1 sat down and glanced at a cuckoo clock on the wall. “I am sorry, but I have only a few minutes. It She laughed a little, not very pleasantly, and opening a small black fan covered with spangles, waved it siowly. “The fact Is,” she sald, about to make a bargain ‘A bargain?” I asked Incredulously. “You have a second advantage of me. You know my name'"—I paused suggestively and she took the cue. “I am Mrs. Conway” she said, flicked & crumb off the table with over-manlcured finger. The name was rcarcely a surprise. [ had already surmised that this might he the woman whom rumor credited as being Bronson’s common law wife. Rumor, I remembered, had sald other things even less pleasant, things which had been brought out at Bronson's arrest for for- gery. “We met cumstance: been fit da Ard opposite her ou—" I think we are and an last under less fortunate cir- " she was sayin or nothing sinee terrible had a 1 have that broken fo you—you arm thi "L still have 1 attempt at jocularity; “but caped at all. was a miracle. much, indeed, to be thankful for “I suppose we have,' sAid carelessly although sometimes I doubt it.” She was looking somberly toward the door throu which her late companion had exit “You A lame have We it said, with to . she made his 1 sald She My B ¢ sent for “Yes, 1 sent for you.' sclf and sat Now have you found those papers “The papers? What papers needed time to think “Mr. Blakeley," she think can lay aside the first place let me about a few things. looking for the Ontario; there are three that yourself, the young Wwoman you left the scene of the self. The wreek wili fortunate one for you." 1 nodded without speaking “A( the time of the colliston in rather a hole,” she went on, Jeoking at magwith & disagreeable smile. “You were, If "1 remember, accused of rattier atrocious crime. There was & of cor roborative was there not? I scem 1o remember a dirk and the murdered me roused he erect Blakel parricd 1 said all subterfusge vefresh your mind The Pittsburg police of the Know quietly, 1 we n of. whom are suryivors 1 with and was a wreck admit you you were a lot evidenee man's pogketbook In your possession, and a few other things that were—well, rather unpleasant."” I was thrown a bit off my guard. “You remember also,” I said quickly, “that man disappeared from the ear, my clothes, papers and every “I remember that you said o.” Her tone was quietly insulting, and T bit my lip at having been caught. It was no time to make a defense. “You have missed one sald coldly, “and that is, the man who left the train. “You have found him?’ She bent for- ward, and again 1 regretted my hasty gpecch, T knew it; I sald so.” “We are going to find him, with a confidence I did not feel. “We can produce at any time proof that a man left the Flier a few miles beyond the wreck. And we can find him, T am posi- tive, caleulation, the discover I asserted, ut you have not found him yet?’ She “Well, so be it. You will admit as clearly disappointed Now for our bargain. that T am no fool. I made no such smiled mockingly How flattering admission, and she you are!"” she ery well. Now for the premiscs. ake to Pittsburg four notes held by the Mechanics' National bank, to have Mr. Gilmore, who is ill, declare his indorsement of them forged. “On the journey back to Pittsburg two things happen to you: you lose your cloth- ing, your valise and your papers, including the notes, and you are accused of murdel In fact, Mr. Blakeley were most singular, well, almost conclusive, 1 was completely at gnawed my 1ip with “Now for the ba and lowered her said. You the circumstances and the evidence— her mercy, frritation. BRin, She leaned over volc A fair exchange, you know. The minute you put those four in my hand—that minute the blow to my head has caused complete forgetful ness as to the ents of that awful morn- g, I am the only witness, and I will bo silent. Do un stand? hey will eall off their My head s of the But,” I haven't the 1 haven't got." “You have had the case continued,” she sald sharply. “You expect to find them. Another thing," she added slo®ly, watch- Ing my face, “if you don't get th soon, Bronson will have them. They have been offered to him already, but at a prohibitlve price.” But, object but 1 notes you i dogs.” was buzzing with ldea sald notes. the strange- striving to 1 can't time, you 1 what [ give I sala ming get them anyhow She shut her with was not particularly bewlldered, *“‘what to me? If is your n Bronson will fan and to look A click her face pleasant at You are dense,'" want Andy - Bronsor “Then the idea is," tone, “that think you have n hole, and that 1 find those papers Eive them to you will let 1 understand it, our friend those clrcumstances, will hole She oy for she sald insolently those papers—for myself, not 1 sald, ignoring her you me A id As under in it vou me out Bronson be also a nodded The note for a limited would of length of time watching her narrowl I turned over o the state's attorney reasonable time there will pros—that the ense dropped for of ¢ A week would wid slowly. “You will do it ugh 1 1 went on, wre no within have to b will simpl nolle i lac idence 1 think,” sh then 1 laughed cheertul “No, I'll do across the notes any t just as certainly to the state's attorney when I get them." She got up suddenly, pushing her chair back with a grating sound that turred many eyes toward us. wmore of & fool than alth wa pecially ot not 10 ¢ and 1 me ex it. 1 expeot time now, to turn them over notsy “You're I thought you,’ table. I confess I was staggered. at the surrounding tables, curlously again, I got my hat and went out uncomfortable frame of mind. she sneered, and left me at the head for some purpose. CHAPTER XXI. M'KNIGHT'S THEORY in my direction, The people after glancing looked away in a very That she would Inform the police at once of what she knew I never doubted, unless possibly she would give a day or two's grace In the hope that I would change my mind. 1 reviewed a car. the situation as I walted for Two passed me going in the op- posite direction, and on the first one I saw Bronson, fol tmagination? ded, his hat looking or over his eyes, moodily was his arms Was it man hud- ahead. the small dled in the corner of the rear seat Hotch- kis: 87 As the car rolled smi fling. The alert little man on I found was for myself all the world like a terrier, ever on the scent, and scouring about in every direction. 1 found McKnight at the Incubator, with his coat off, working with enthusiasm and a manicure file over the horn of his au to. “It's the worst horn I ever ran acros he groaned, without looking up, as I came in. “The blow." He punched it savagely, finally ellciting & faint throaty croak. “Sounds like croup,” sister-in-law uses blankety-blank camphor thing won't 1 suggested. and “My Roose grease for it; or how about a spice poul- tie But McKnight never sees any jokes but his own. a corner, chair, Now, curing tall “What' 8u k wi idly. “Not the 1 sald, that horn, th the Wrong Police watching exactly. “it v 511 1y The fact is, mischlef to pay.” in He flung the horn clattering into and collapsed sulkily into a vou're through manl- tell you about my black. sked MeKnight her, too.” Rich, lan- there's Stogle came in, bringing a few additions to our comfort my had seen of ma morning, ered, she grew some whisky. sa stor ‘You the an tl, w h must th wreck cket when t , until remember,” woman before She when w 1 murder hysterical, The third and tonight, When he went out I told 1 sald, “that T the morning buying her Pull Then the next was discov- and 1 gave her last time I when she as lid. was crouched beside the road, after the wreck McK ight siid down n in his chair until his weight rested on the small of his back, and put his fes re place lawyer ¥ It all is u can ing you and of having Alison say you were her “Lower ten MeKnight all g exclted thi taki abllitles are the whi Yos low And Then But ) T t the m Nothi either rath vt run agree, the is teh out on the big reading table. a facer, oo good a situation It ought of char of he sald. for a com be dramatized. and by refus of jail, at least, brought into public- the question. You “Its n to put was at the Pullman window when bought eleven. you took she ppose she isten, ma “Wh Conway notes thut of he chance for ng doln during the day In she thinks she sees her her stralghtened thought dla, at a ticket for her. Gave up and looked you were in if she thought at McKnight was grow o you figure out of woman knows vou have to ehe an Bron: during the trip The you ittsburg. tollowed opportur herself. prob. the ot over or Pittsburg; but she learns the number of your berth as you buy it at the Pullman ticket office in Pittsburg, and chance. No one could have foreseen that that drunken fel- low we wanted those notes desperately not oW, for Id have crawled Into your berth. 1 figure Bronson, but out this way: She does Ul to hold over his In the nighty, when everything is quiet, she slips behind the curtains of lower ten, where the man's | breathing shows he is asleep. Didn’t you | say he snored?" 1 “He id," T affirmed. “But T tell you—'s{ “Now keep still and listen. She gropes cautiously around in the darkness, flnnuy\ discovering the wallet under the pillow, Can’t you see it yourself?’ | He was leaning forward, excitedly, and T{ could almost see the gruesome tragedy he | was depleting. i “She draws out the wallet. Then, per haps she remembers the alligator bag, and on the possibility that the notes are there, | instead of In the pocketbook, she gropes | around for it. Suddenly, the man awakes and clutches at the nearest object, perhaps her neck chain, which breaks. She drops the pocketbook and tries to escape, but has caught her right hand “It is all in silence; the man is stupldly drunk. But he holds her in a | tight grip. Then the tragedy. She must | got away; In a minute the car will aroused. Such a woman, on euch rand, does not go without some sort of a weapon, in this case a dagger, which, un- like a revolver, is noiseles “With a quick thrust—she's a big woman and a bold one—she strikes. Possibly Hotchkiss is right about the left-hand blow. Harrington may have held her right hand, perhaps she held the dirk in her left hand as she groped with her right. Then, as the man fa back, and his grasp relaxes, she str ns and at- tempts to get The ing of the car throws her almost into your berth, and, | trembling with terror, she s behind | the curtains of lower ten until everythtng | is still. Then she goes noiselessly back to her berth, I nodded “38 ems to fit partly, at least T said, “In the morning when she found that the crime had been not only fruitl but #Il | she had hed wron berth nd killed the wrong man; he, saw me emerge, unhurt, just bracing herself for the disc 1d body, Th she went into You e member, I gave her 1 “It really scems like the Sullivan t two things that one thing chain get still an er- or away s hysteric some whis} tenabl But, ther one or with the rest. remainder of West's posses or are don't agree how did the Al or that sion? “She “w sure dered skin bag? that, and Now aggrievedly the it to the nafls Hotehkis “Under hi hard layer of common Rich into picked it up on the floor. | that* 1 said; “and I'm how did the mur- | get into the sea how account for may have ‘Il admit I hope so. Then K dirk talr And the the blood what's t se,” asked MeKnight of bullding up beautiful pull down? We'll take May b tell from wirderer's finger mé for te Hotehl Llood vi he ecan no 1 the warmly, a good And we must neither «of our woman at Dr. Van the eharming pleture 8 not aceount for remember theories Kirk hospital have Alison West's connection with th 5 of telegram in the SulNvan fe pajama pocket. You are 1 man who put the clock {ugether; half of the works left Oh, go home,” said edly. “I'm Edgar you're so particular? of his quick ck vicked up the gultar Listen this," he Hawailan song about ant Just wn ¢ you've i, asking me 3 over McKnight Allan Poe here and the things i With one he n of mood, o sikd a she It a lady, oh, _ oft her is fat fell 1800 one! and how mule. But for all the lightness of the words, the voice that followed me down the stairs was anything but cheery There was a Kanaka in Ralu did dwell Who had for his daughter a monstrous fat girl— he sang In his clear tenor. 1 paused on -na\ lower floos and listened had stopped singing as abruptly as he hed beg ‘ (To Be Continue +