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Show i 0 TITK , SPANISH FORK PRFS8. BPANTfiTI FORK. UTAH. I)y ANNA KATHARINE GREEN AimiOH OP "THE LEAVCNWOUTH CASE Yiie fiucete aAirraniioujE crwnvinjpmNa nNtf ILLUSTRATIONS JYY CHARLES YV. ROSSER mrvwm mi murmured SYNOPSIS. (Iranr Aii'lrrikin and wlfa luuhlnn man enm out a t tl aruumt Ml. uli M han-- In tha nw and ommion ttr-i- a (ham tVrmM, tt la fuun4 that Ilia IwauUful Mia 11111 t'liallunar Iim lllii I ha man ha taw warn hia hand In Ilia ihiw. Tha huial tnnasr him In h Orln4- - llroiliarann, I'haaiiiana (In4 I hat Mina hll.nf waa aiabiMl and not ahul. arhlelt iwwa In an rlrar taihraon of il-ton- . ilrira, -- ! driaailva, and haaatwalar, hi a bIUiM-Mr. aiaianl, lahaImli--up the raaa. In hi of lalla of a ttra found dauahlar'a daHt alam-II," All ar loan lallar ad-ap- t ahnwa which nua, lhl Iha wrllrr wa Tlila hurt waa an nod hr orlandn limiharaon ana with Mwaatwatar In htanllfr lift ha twin, who la found In a tnmnt under h nam of Ininn. II la an Hnuharaon 111 iha romnar Ml-- a llialh-nahim with whn ha offered hr hi lor. Pwael water r rail iha mraiary of iha murder af a waalierwoman In whh-- aoma flat all nor imllar In Iha ('hall-ma- r affair. Chal-Innadmlla hi daughter war deeply In lafraied. If nn In love with llrolheraon, Bweet water gala liMlglnga In Iha a me building with llmt hereon, lie waleha Iha Inventor g work nl flight nnd la ila. move laded hy Iha latter. The II In a rnom adjoining lirniherenn'a bora a hnl In iha wall In apv on llmlh eceon. lie llla him and aaalaia Iha In vanmr In hlg work, A aeni hr hweet water with hhllih rhalloner'a teller la ordered out hr llrolheraon. Ila declare Iha letter Were not written hr him. A wee t writer la unmarked hjr Itmihrrwm, who ha raeognlied him al nnre. Tha diaeovarr ta mad that iha Idler aimed "O. it" ware wriitan by Iw different man. Awaetwalar oe In Derby In aearrh of Iha errand "O. H., whom he a per t a In Inratn through one Dnrta mentioned In tha letter. Hh la found actingla aa nuraa for Oawald llndhenmn, who rrltlrallr tick and rail Ilia name of Edith In nl delirium. Aweetwaier come arm a hut In tha II ear a loal of hogaa marked O, Protherann." taken Inin iha hut under thg aupervlalon of iHrrla Broil. ClwrttHHtl buMi k !! lr lt. n r 4 AM-arao- n r s-- rl rtm-la- r CHAPTER XXVIII. Continued. 1 cannot tell; I do not know, aald be. Nobody knows, not even tbe doctor, wbat effect tbe news we dread to fire blm will bare upon Mr. You will bare to wait we all ball bare to wait tbe results of that rerelatlon. It cannot be kept from Broth-erao- blm much longer." You hare bad much to carry for one ao young, was Mr. Challoner's You must let sympathetic remark. me help you when that awful moment oomes. I am at tbe hotel and shall stay there till Mr. Drotbereon la pronounced quite well. I bare no other duty now In life but to sustain blm through his trouble and then, with what aid he can glre, search out and And tbe cause of my daughter's death which I will never admit without tbe fullest proof, to bare been one of suicide." Doris trembled. It was not suicide," she declared, vehemently. "I hare always felt anre that It was not; but today I know." Her band fell clenched on her breast and her eyes gleamed strangely. Mr. Cballonorwaa himself greatly startled. Ive not told any one, she went on, as be stopped short in tbe road. In his anxiety to understand her. Dut I will tell you. Only, not here, not with all these people driving past; most of whom know me. Come to tbe house later this evening, after Mr. Brotherson's room la closed for the on night I hare a little sitting-roothe other side of the hall where we can talk without being heard. Would you object to doing that? No, not at all, he assured her. Expect me at eight Will that be too 'early? No, no. Oh, how those people stared! Let us hasten back or they may connect your name with what we want kept secret He smiled at her fears, but gave In to her humor; he would see her soon again and possibly learn something which would amply repay him, both for his trouble and his patience. But when evening came and she turned to face him in that little g-room where he had quietly followed her, he was conscious of a change In her manner which forbade these high hopes. I don't know what you will think of me, she ventured at last, motioning to a chair but not sitting herself. You have had time to think over what I said and probably expect something real something you could tell people. But It Isnt like that Its a feeling a belief. Im so sure Sure of what. Miss Scott? She gave a glance at the door before stepping up nearer. He had not taken the chair she proffered. Sure that I have seen the face of the man who murdered her. It was In a dream, she whlsperingly completed, her great eyes misty with awe. A dream, Miss Scott?" He tried to hide hla disappointment Yes; I knew that it would sound In strained monotonous ones: I see It again just as 1 saw It In th early morning hut even more plainly. If that la possible. A ball II should call It n ball, though I don't remember seeing any place like It before!, with a little atalrcaae at the aide, up which thore cornea a man, who stops Just at tbe top and looks Intently my way. There Is fierceness In hie face n look which means no good to anybody and aa hla band goes to hla overcoat pocket, drawing out something which 1 cannot deIf It scribe, but which he handle were a pistol, I feel a horrible fear, " and and The child wae stagger Ing, and the hand which was free had sought her heart where It lay clenched, the knuckles showing white In tbe dim light Mr. Cballoner watched her with dilated eye. the spell under which ah poke falling In aome degree upon him. Had she finished? Was this alt? No; she la apeaklng again, hut very low, almost In n whisper. There la music a crash but plainly aee his other hand approach the object he la bolding. He takes something from the end tbe object Is pointed my way I am looking Into Into what? I do not know. I cannot eren aee him now. The space where he stood la empty. Everything fades, and I wake with a loud cry In my ear and a sense of death here. She bad lifted her band and struck at her heart, opening her eyes as she did so. Yet It waa not I who had been hot, ahe added aoftly. Mr. Challouer shuddered. This waa like the reopening of hla daughter's grave. But he had entered upon the scene with a full appreciation of the ordeal awaiting him and he did not lose hla calmness, or the control of hla judgment. He seated. Miss Scott, he entreated. taking a chair hlmaelf. "You hare described the spot and aome of the circumstances of my daughter's death a accurately aa If you bad been there. But you hare doubtless read a full account of those details In the papers; possibly seen pictures which would make the place quite real to you. The mind la a strange storehouse. We do not always know wbat lies hidden within it" That's true," ahe admitted. But the man! 1 had never seen the man, or any picture of him, and his face waa clearest of all. I should know It If 1 aaw It anywhere. It Is Imprinted on my memory as plainly aa yours. Oh, I hope never to see that man! Leaning toward her that be might get her full attention, he waited till her eyes met his, then quietly asked: Hare you ever named this man to yourself? She Btarled and dropped her eyes. I do not dare to, said she. "Why? Because I've read in the papers sittin- foolish to you; It sounds foolish to me. But listen, sir. Listen to wbat I have to tell and then you can Judge. I was very much agitated yesterday. I bad to write a letter at Mr. Brotherson's dictation a letter to her. You can understand m horror and the effort I was I made to hide my emotion. quite unnerved I could not sleep till morning, and ihen and then I saw I hope I can describe it. Grasping at a nearby chair, she leaned on it for support, closing her eyes to all but that inner vision. A breathless moment followed, then shs It Is Hel It Is He! that the man who stood there had the same name as Tell me, Miss Scott As Mr. Brotherson's brother. But you do not think It was his brother? I do not know. Youve never seen his brother?" "Never. "Nor his picture? No, Mr. Brotherson has none. "Aren't they friends? Does he never mention Orlando? But Ive no Very, very rarely. reason to think they are not on good terms. I know they correspond." Miss Scott?" Yes, Mr. Challoner." You must not rely too much upon your dream." Her eyes flashed to his and then fell again. Dreams are not revelations; they are the reproduction of what already lies hidden In the mind. I can prove that your dream Is such. She looked startled. How? You speak of seeing something being leveled at you which made you think of a pistol." Yes, I was looklnj directly Into It" n iiWZA'W But my daughter was not shot. She died from a stab." Doris' lovely face, with ita tender linos and girlish curves, took on a strange look of conviction which deepened, rather than melted under his Indulgent, but penetrating gsi. "I know that you think so but my dream says no. I saw this object It was pointed directly toward me above all, I aaw his face. It waa the face of on whose Unger la on tbe trigger and who means death; and I believe my dream." Well, It waa useless to reason further. Gentle In all else, ahe waa Immovable so far as this Idea waa con- cerned and, teeing this, he let the matter go and prepared to take hla leave. She seemed to be quite ready for this. Anxiety about her patient bad regained Ita place in her mind, and her glance aped constantly toward the door. Taking her hand In hla, be aald some kind words, then crossed to the door and opened It. Instantly her Anger flew to her lips and, obedient to Ita altent Injunction, he took up hla hat In alienee, and waa proceeding down the hall, when the bell rang, startling them both and causing blm to step quickly back. Father's Who la aha asked. In and visitors seldom come ao late." Shull I aee? She nodded, looking atrangely troubled the door swung open, revealman ing the tall, strong figure of from the them porch. facing "A stranger," formed Itself upon her Ups, and ahe waa moving forward, when the man suddenly stepped Into the glare of the light, and she stopped, which with a murmur of dismay pierced Mr. Challoner's heart and prepared him for the words which now fell ahudderlngly from her lips. It la he! It la he! I aald that I should know him wherever I aaw him." Then with a quiet turn towards the Intruder, Ohv why, why, did you come here! ltr CHAPTER XXIX. Do You Know My Brother? Her hands were thrust out to repel, her feature! were fixed; her beauty-somethin- wonderful. Orlando Broth- erson. thus met, stared for a moment at the vision before him, then slowly and with effort withdrawing his gaze, he sought the face of Mr. Challoner with the first sign of open disturbance that gentleman had ever seen In him. lately. Ilia last letter was a cheerful one, and I supposed that all waa right till rhance revealed the truth. I came on at once. I was Intending to come anyway. I have business here, as you probably know. Miss Hrott." I know very Hie shook her head. little about business, said ahe, My brother has not told you why he expected tne? He ha not even told me that he expected you." NoT The word waa highly ex presolve; there waa surprise In It and a touch of wonder, but more than all. Oswatd was alwaya satisfaction. he declared. "It's good fault; I'm obliged to the hoy" These Isst words were uttered with a lightness which Imposed upon hla two highly agitated hearers, causing Mr. Challoner to frown and Doris to shrink bark In Indignation at the man who could Indulge In a sportive suggestion in presence of such fears. If not of such memories, as the situation evoked. The hour la lata for further conversation. I have a room at the hotel and will return to It at once. In the morning I hope to see my brother He was going, Dorla not knowing what to say, Mr. Challoner not desirous of detaining blm, when there came the sound of a little tinkle from the other side of the hall, blanching the young girl's cheeks and causing Orlando Brotherson's browa to rim in peculiar satisfaction. My brother?" he asked. He Yes," came In faltering reply. has heard our voices; 1 must go to him." Say that Orlando wlahes him a good night, smiled her heart's enemy, with a bow of infinite grace. She shuddered, ar.d was hastening from the room when her glance fell on Mr. Challoner. He wae pale and looked greatly disturbed. Tbe prospect of being left alone with a man whom ahe had herself denounced to him as bla daughter's murderer, might prove a tax to bla strength to which she had no right to subject him. reusing with an appealing air, she made him a slight gesture which be at once understood. I will accompany you Into the Then If anything la hall, said he. wrong, you have but to speak my name. But Orlando Brotherson, displeased by this move, took a step which' brought him between the two. You can hear her from here if ahe chances to apeak. Therea a point to be settled between us before either of us leave this house, and this opportunity la as good aa another. Go to my brother. Miss Scott; we will await your return." A flash from the proud banker's eye; but no demur, rather a gesture of consent Doris, with a look of deep anxiety, aped away, and the two men stood face to face. . Mr. Challoner, do you know my close-mouthed,- Brothersons Oswald I was directed house?" he asked. here. But possibly there may be some mistake? It Is here he lives, said she, moving back automatically till she stood again by the threshold of the small room In which she had received Mr.' Do you wish to see him Challoner. tonight? If ao, I fear It Is Impossible. He has been very 111 and Is not al- brother?" from visits to receive lowed I have never seen him." strangers. Do you know him? Does he know I am not a stranger," announced you? the newcomer, with a smile few could Not at all. We are strangers." see unmoved. It offered such a conIt waa said honestly. They did not trast to bis stern and dominating fig- know each other. Mr. Challoner was I thought I heard some words quite correct in hia statement ure. of recognition which would prove your Men sometimes correspond wo do knowledge of that fact , not know each other. You knew that She did not answer. Her Ups had a Brotherson lived here? Yes. parted, but her thought or at least the And hoped to learn something expression of her thought hung suspended In the terror of this meeting about me" for which she was not at all prepared. No; my Interest was solely with He seemed to note this terror, wheth- your brother. er or jiot he understood Its cause, and "With my brother? With Oswald? smiled again, as he added: What interest can you have In him "Mr. Brotherson must have Bpoken apart from me? Oswald Is of his brother Orlando. I am he. Miss Suddenly a thought came an unimScott Will you let me come In now? aginable one; one with power to Her eyes sought those of Mr. Chal- blanch even his hardy cheek and loner, who quietly nodded. Immedi- shake a soul unassailable by all small ately she stepped from before the door emotions. which her figure had guarded and, Oswald Brotherson!" he repeated; motioning him to enter, she begged adding hi unintelligible tones to himMr. Challoner, with an imploring look, self O. B. Tbe same Initials! They to sustain her In the Interview she are following up these initials. Foor saw before her. He had no desire for Oswald! Then aloud: It hardly bethis encounter, especially as Mr. comes me, perhaps, to question your Brotherson's glance In his direction motives in this attempt at making my had been anything but conciliatory. brother's acquaintance. I think I can He was quite convinced that nothing guess them; but your labor will be was to be gained by It, but he could wasted. Oswald's Interests do not exnot resist her appeal, and followed tend beyond this town; they hardly them Into the little room whose lim- extend to me. We are strangers, alited dimensions made the tall Orlando most. You will learn nothing from look bigger and stronger and more him on the subject which naturally than ever. engrosses you. lordly in his I am sorry It Is so late," she began, I do Mr. Challoner simply bowed. contemplating hla intrusive figure not feel called upon, said he, to exWe have to plain my reasons for wishing to know with forced composure. be very quiet in the evenings so as your brother. I will simply satisfy you not to disturb your brother's fijst upon a point which may well rouse sleep which is of great importance to your curiosity. You remember that him. that my daughters last act was the "Then Im not to nee him tonight? writing of a letter to a little protegee I pray you to wait. Hes heB been of hers. Miss Scott was that protegee. a very sick plan. In seeking her, I came upon him. Do "Dangerously so? you require me to say more on this "YeB. Wait till I have seen Mr. Ossubject? Orlando continued to regard her wald Brotherson and then perhaps I with a peculiar awakening gaze, show- can do so. ing, Mr. Challoner thought, more inReceiving no answer to this, Mr. terest In her than in his brother, and Challoner turned again to the man when he spoke it was mechanically who was the object of his deepest susand as if in sole obedience to the pro- picions, to find him still In the daze prieties of the occasion. of that unimaginable thought, battling '1 did not know he waB ill till very with It. scoffing at It. succumbing to Am I In It and all without a word. Mr. Chal-lone- r was without clue to this struggle, but the might of It and the mystery of It, drove him In extreme agile-tatlofrom the room. Though proof waa larking, though proof might never route, nothing could ever niter hie belief from this moment on that Itorls was right in her estimate of this man' guilt, however unsubstantial her reasoning might appear. How far he might have been carried he by this new conviction; whether would have left the house without seeing Dorla again or exchanging another word with the man wboee very presence trifled him, he had no opportunity to show, for before he had taken another step, he encountered tbe hurrying figure of Itorls, who wns returning to her gueata with an air of marked relief. He does not know that yon are here, ahe whispered to Mr. Challoner, ns she passed him. Then, aa ahe again confronted Orlando who hastened to dismiss hla trouble at her approach, he said quite gaily: Mr. Brotherson heard your voice, and la glad to know that you're here, lie bade me give you this key and aay that you would have found thlugs In better shape If he had been In condition to superintend the removal of the boxes to the place he had prepared for you before he became 111. I waa the one to do that, she added, controlling her aver ton with manifest effort. When Mr. Brotherson came to himself he asked If I had heard about any large boxes having arrived at tbe station shipped to hla name. I said that several notices of such had come to the house At which he requested tue to aee 'that n they were carried at once to the strange looking shed he had put up for him In the woods. I thought that they were for him, and I saw to the thing myaelf. Two or three others have come since and been taken to tbe same place. I think you will find nothing broken or disturbed: Mr. Brothersons wishes are usually respected. That Is fortunate for me, was the courteous reply. waa not But Orlando Brotherson hlmaelf, not at all himself aahe bowed a formal adieu and withdrew past the drawn-uaentlnelllke figure of Mr. Challoner, without a motion on hla part or on the part of that gentleman to lighten an exits which had something In It of doom and dread presage. I p CHAPTER XXX. Chaos. It Is not difficult to understand Mr. Challoners feelings or even those of Doris at the moment of Mr. Brother-son'- s departure. But why this change In Brotherson himself? Why this sense of something new and terrible rising between him and the suddenly beclouded future? Let us follow him to hla lonely hotel room and see If we can solve the puzzle. But first, does he understand hla was not even the love be bad given to Edith Cliiillourr. He did not know himself. There waa nothing In hla whole history to give him an underthose, standing of euh filings lie, Orlando Itrothorson, had never thought much of love Hcl. nre had boon hie miairraa; ambition his lode-ta- r. Miss ('ballon r had roused well, his pride, lie rould see that how. The might of this new emotion made plain many things he had passed by useless, puerile, unworthy of A man of mental raltber and might, lie had never loved Edith Clmlloner at any moment of their acquaintanceship, though he had been sincere In thinking that he did. I torts beauty, the hour he had Just passed with her, had undeceived him. Did he ball the esperlenee? It was not likely to bring him joy. This young girl whose Imago floated In light before hla ryea, would never love him. Kb loved hla brother. He had heard their names mentioned together before be had been In town an hour. Oswald, the cleverat man, Itorla. tbe most beautiful girl In western Pennsylvania. He had accepted the gossip then; he had not seen her and It all seemed very natural hardly worth n moment's thought But now And here, the other dtmon sprang erect and grappled with him before the first one had let go his hold. Oswald and Challoner!. There la more than Fate'e caprice In Challoner's Interest In man he never saw. Had be found the connecting link? Had It been could It have been Edith? The Is sometimes true; preposterous could it be true In this case? He recalled the letters read to him as hers In that room of hla In Brooklyn. He had hardly noted them then, he was so sure of their being for gerles, gotten up by the police to mislead him. Could they have been real, the effusions of her mind, tbe breath- Inge of her heart, directed to an actual O. B and that O. B., bla brother? Oswald bad been east, Oswald had even been In the Berkshire before himself. , Oswald Why It waa Oswald who bad suggested that he should go there go where ahe still was. . Why this second coincidence. If there were no tie If the Challoners and Oswald were aa far apart as they seemed and aa conventionalities would naturally place them. Oswald waa a sentimentalist, but very reserved If these about his aentlmentalltles. suppositions were true, he had had a sentimentalist's motive for what ha did. Aa Orlando realized this, he rose from hla seat, aghast at the possibilities confronting him from tl.ls line of thought. Should be contemplate them? Risk hla reason by dwelling on a supposition which might have no foundation In fact? No Ills brain waa too full his purposes too Important for any unnecessary strain to be put upon his faculties., No thinking! Investigating first Mr. Challoner should be able to settle this question. He would see him. Even at this late hour he ought to be able to find him In one of the rooms below; and, by the force of Ln Irresistible demand, learn In n moment whether he had to do with a mere rhimera of hla own overwrought fur.cy, or with a fact which would call into play all the resources of an hitherto unconquered and undaunted nature. There was a wood-firburning in he sitting-roorthat night, and around it was grouped a number of men with i a What Do You With to Ask? own trouble? He doeB not seem to. For when, his hat thrown aside, he stops, erect and frowning under the flaring gas jet he had no recollection of lighting, his first act was to lift bis hand to bis head In a gesture of surprising helplessness for hint, while snatches of broken sentences fell from his lips among which could be heard: "What has come to me? Undone In an hour! Doubly undone! First by a face and then by this thought which surely the devils have whispered to me. Mr. Challoner and Oswald! Wl.at Is the link between them? Great Gtd! what la the link? Not myself? Who then or what? himself Into chair, he buriet his face In his hands. There were two demons to fight the first In the guise of an angel. Doris! Unknown yesterday, unknown an hour ago; but now! Had there ever been a day an hour when she had not been as the very throb of his heart, the light of his eyes, and the crown of all imaginable bllBseB? This was no passing admiration of youth for a captivating woman. This FJinglng their papers and pipeB. Mr. Brother-son- , entering, naturally looked that way for the man he was ln search of, and waB disappointed not to find him there; but on casting his glances elsewhere, he was relieved to see him standing in one of the windows overlooking the street Ills back was to the room and he Beemed to be lost ln a , fit of abstraction. Orlando was, aa I have said, an extraordinary specimen of manly vigor in body and in mind, and hla presence in any company always attracted attention and roused. If It never satisfied, Conversation accordingly curiosity. ceased as he strode up to Mr. Cballon-er- s side, so that his words were quite audible as he addressed that gentleman with a somewhat curt: "You see' mS again, Mr. Challoner May I beg of you a few minutes further conversation? I will not detain you long. The gray head turned, and the many eyes watching showed surprise at the expression of dislike and repulsion with which this New York gentleman met the request thus emphatically urged. But his answer was courteous enough. If Mr. Brotherson knew a place where they would be left undts- turbed, he would listen to him If he would be very brief. For reply, the other pointed to a small room quite unoccupied which opened out of the one in which they then stood. Mr. Challoner bowed and ln another moment the door closed upon them, to the Infinite disappointment of the men about the hearth. What do you wish to ask?" waa Mr. Challoners Immediate Inquiry. . TO BE CONTINUED t . |