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CHAPTER IV.
My Lady of Mystsry.
Being a tingle autobiographical chapter
from the life of francit Sedgwick, with
' editorial comment by Professor Chester
I Kent.
DEAR Kent—Here goes! I met
her flrst on June 22 at 8 o'clock
In the afternoon. Some won
derful cloud effects after a hard
rain hadjjrought me out into the open.
I had pitched my easel in the hollow
on the Martlndnle road BO as to get
that clump of pine against the sky.
' There I sat working away with a will,
when I heard the drumming of hoofs,
and a horse with a girl in the saddle
> came wblzzlng round the turn almost
upon me. Just there the rain had made
a pnddle of thick, sticky mud, the
mud pie variety. As the horse went
by at full gallop a fine, fat mud pie
rose, soared through the air and land
ed In the middle of my painting. 1
fairly yelped.
To get It all off was hopeless. How
ever, I went at it and was cursing ovei
| the Job when the rider came back.
"I beard you cry out." said a voice,
very full and low. "Did I hurt you? I
( hope not"* -
"No," I said without looking up.
"Small thanks to you that you illdn't!"
My tone silenced her for a moment.
Somehow, though, 1 got the feeling that
she was amused more than abashed at
. my resentment. And her voice was
, suspiciously meek when* she presently
' spoke again.
"You're an artist, aren't you?"
"No," I said, busily scraping away
at my copperplate. "I'm on nrcbeolo
glst engaged In exhuuilng an ancient
ruin from a square mile of mud."
She laughed, but in a moment be
came grave again. "I'm so sorry!"
she said. "I know I shouldn't come
plunging around turns in thnt reckless
way. May I—l should like to—buy
yfur picture?"
"You may not," I replied.
"That Isn't quite fair, is it?" she
asked. "If I have done damage 1
should be allowed to repair it."
"Repair?" said I. "How do you'pro
posetodoit? I Bup|H)se thnt you think
a picture that can be bought for a hun
dred dollar bill can be painted with a
hundred dollar bill."
"No; I'm not altogether a Philis
tine," she said, and 1 looked up at ber
for the flrst time. Her face— (Elision
and comment by Kent: I know her
face from the sketches. Why could
he not have described the horse? How
ever, there's one point clear: she is a
woman of means.)
She said: "I don't wonder you're
cross. And I'm truly sorry, lp It
quite ruined?"
At that I recovered some decency
of manner. "Forgive a hermit." 1 said,
"who doesn't see enough people to
keep him civilized. The daub doesn't
matter."
She leaned over from the saddle to
examine the picture. "Oh, but It Isn't
» daub!" she protested. "I—l know a
little about pictures. It's very Inter
esting and curious. But why do you
paint It on copper?"
1 explained.
- "Obi" she said. "1 should so like to
see your prlntsP' .
"Nothing easier," said I. "My shack
is just over the hill."
"And there is a Mrs."— her eyes
suggested that I fill the blank.
"Sedgwick?" 1 finished. "No. There
Is no one but my aged and highly re
spectable Chinaman to play propriety.
But In the case of a studio the conven
tions are not so rigid but tliut one
may look at pictures unclmperoned."
"I'm afraid-It wouldn't do." she an
swered, smiling. "No. I'll have to wait
nntll"— A shadow passed over her
face. "I'm afraid I'll bnve to give
it up." i f
Chance settled that point then nnd
there. As she finished, she was in my
arms. The girth had loosened and the
saddle bad turned with her. 1 bad
barely time to twist ber foot from
the stirrup when the brute of a horse
bolted.. As it was, her ankle got a
bit of a wrench. She turned quite
white and cried out a little. In a mo
ment sba waa herself again.
"King Cole has been acting badly
all day,"* she said. "I shall have a
time catching blm." Sba limped for
ward a few steps.
"Here, that won't dor said 1. "Let
me."
"You couldn't get near him, though,
perhaps, if you bad some salt"— j
'l can get some at my place," said lj
gathering up my things. "Your horse t
headed (hat way. You'd better come
along and rest there while Chlng Lung
and I round ap yoar mount"
(Comment by O. K.: Here follows
more talk, showing bow young people
Imperceptibly and unconecioaaly ce
ment an acquaintance, bat not one
word upon the vital point of bow far
the horse seemed to have come,
whether be waa ridden out or fresh,
etc.)
At the bungalow I called Cblng, and
we set out with a supply of salt King
Cole (Comment by C. K.: Probably a
dead black borae) was coy for a time
before be succumbed to temptation.
On my return I found my visitor In
the studio. Bbe bad aald that she
knew a II tie about pictures. She
knew more than a Utile—a good deal,
in fact—end talked most Intelligently
about them. 1 dont aay this simply
because she tried before .she went to
buy some of mine. When I declined
to sell she seemed put out
"But surely these prints of yours
aren't the work of an amateur?" she
sakl "You sell?"
"Oh, yes, I sell—wben I can. Bat t
don't sell without a good bit of bar
gaining, particularly wben I suspect
GRAHAM, N. C., THURSDAY, JULY 16,1914.
News Snaps hots 7I 1,1 n. 1.1- i»',. u„-
,' A . , _*J , thai the sea air would strengthen Ms health. Ex-President Theodore Roosevelt received delegations urging hjm.to run for the
; Of (he Week governorship of New iork and resigned from the staff of the Outlook. Mrs. Florence Carman of Freeport, NT was arreted
, m , ._ , os " B " H l ,oft the murder of Mrs. Ilalley. a patient of Dr. Carman, the former's husband. Rustum Bey the new ambassador
r hT Ih ey i P 7 r•? n ," 8t " nlu U , D ' ted Btate * wnr *" l[ "' ,0 on,c,ce Charles Francis Joseph, archduke, and his consort, Princess Zltn, are the new
t . ! ! the Austria-Hungarian throne. Dynamite exploded lu the home of a group of anarchists In Lexington avenue. New York city, wrccklnc the build
lug nnd killing several people. The dynamite WHS Intended for use lu lunkiug bombs.
i my purchaser or wlalilujj to make
t emends by u purchase."
! estly. "I want the pictures for thein
t selves."
> "Call this a preliminary, then, and
■ come back when you have more time."
She shook her bead, and there was
a shadow over the brightness of her
face. "I'm afraid not," she said.
"But I have enjoyed talking again
with some one who knows and loves
- the best In art. After all." she added
- with a note of determination, almost
of defiance, "there is no reason why I
; shouldn't some time."
"Then I may look for .you again?" I
asked.
She nodded as she moved out across
the porch. "If you'll promise to sell
' me any print I may choose. Ooodby,
and thank you so much, Mr. Sedg
wick!"
She held out ber hand. It was a
hand for sculptor to model, as beauti
ful and full of character as her face.
' (Comment by C. K.: Bosh!) After
ward I remembered that never again
in our friendship did 1 see it ungloved.
(Comment by O. K.: "Bosh" retracted.
| Some observation that!)
"Au revoir, then," J said. "But you
have the advantage of me. you sec. 1
don't linow \\liut to call you at all."
She hesitated, then, with a little soft
quiver of Uer eyelids', which I after
ward leu riled to Identify as an evi
dence of amusement, said: "Daw is u
nice name, don't you think?" (Com
ment by C. K.: False name, of course,
but highly probable first name Is Mar
jorie.l "By the way, what time is It?''
"Quarter to G, Miss Daw."
She smiled at the name. "King Cole
will have to do ills best if 1 am to be
! back for dinner. Ooodby." (Comment
by C. K.: Good! The place where she
Is staying Is a good way off, assuming
a 7:30 dinner hour. . Say twelve to fif
teen miles.)
That was the first of many visits, of
days that grew in radiance for me. It
Isn't necessary for me to tell you, Kent,
how in our talks I came to divine In
her a spirit as wistful and pure as her
face. You do not want a lore story
from me, yet that is what It was for
me almost from the first; not openly,
though. There was that about ber
which held me at arms' lengtb-tho
mystery of ber, her quickly given trust
in me, a certain strained look that
came into ber face, like the startled
attention of a wild thing poised for
flight, whenever 1 touched upon the
personal note. Not that I ever ques
tioned her.
After her first visit she did not ride
on ber horse, but came across lots and
through the side hedge, swinging down
the hillside vonder with ber light dip
ping stride that always recalled to me
the swoop of a swallow, her gloved
bands usually holding a slender stick.
All those sketches that you saw were
but studies for a more serious attempt
to catch and fix her personality. (Com
ment by C. K.: Couldn't be have given
me in two words ber height and ap
proximate weight?) I did it in pastel,
and If I missed something of her ten
der and changeful coloring 1 at least
caught the Ineffable wlstfulness of ber
expression—the look of one hoping
against hope for an nnconfessed hap
piness. Probably I bad put moro or
myself into it than 1 bad meant. A j
man is likely to when be paints with
his heart as well as his brain and [
hand. When It was done I made a
little frame for it and lettered on the
frame this line:
"And ber eye* dreamed against a!
distant goal."
It was the next day that she read
the line. I ssw the color die from her
face and flood back again.
/ "Why did you set that line there?"
she breathed, ber eyes fixed on me
witb a strange expression. (Comment
by C. K.: Itossetti again. The desd
woman of tbe beach quoted "The
House of I.ire" also.)
"Why not?" I ssked. "It ne.-m* to
express something in you whlvh I have
tried to embody In tbe picture. Don't
you like Itr
She repeated tbe line softly, making
pure music of it "I love it." she said.
At that I spoke as It Is glveu to a
man to speak to one woman In the
world when he has found jtier. She
listened, with ber eyes on tbe pic
tured face. But wbeu I wild to ber,
"You, who bare all my heart, and
whose name, even, 1 bare not-Is
there no word for me," she rose and
threw out ber hands In a gesture that
sent a chill through me.
"Ob, no! NoP' she cried rebemently.
"Nothing—except good by Ob, why
did you speak?"
I stood and watched ber go. Thst
was Ore interminable days ago. I
hare not seen ber since. I feel It is
ber will that I shall never see ber
again. And I must! Yon understand,
Kent, you must find ber!
I forgot to tell you that when I was
sketching ber i ssked If »be could
bring something pink to wear, prefer
ably coral. Bbe came tbe next time
with a string of Ibe most beautiful
rose topazes I bare ever seen, set In s
moat mrlous old sold desicn. It
! timt necKince unit'none otnei- unit Hie
woman with the bundle wore, hulf
concealed. when she came here.
Today—lt In yesterday really, ninee
I nm tlnislilng this tit 3 n. m.-tlie meH
nenger ho.v brought me n telegram. It
was from my love. It hnd lieen ijent
from Boston nnd It rend:
Destroy the picture for my *ak» It tells
too much of both of ns.
The message wits unsigned. I have
(estroyed the picture. Help me!
F. 8
CHAPTER V.
An Inquiry.
"AM I rutin In;; n Strangers' Rest
/\ here?" PrnnrtU Sedgwick aak
/ \ ed of himself when he emerg
ed upou his porch the morn
ing after Kent's visit.
The occasion of this .query wits a
tmtn stretched oat on the lirwu. with
his feet propped tip comfortably against
the stone wall. Ills white serge suit
was freshly pressed. A nufl white hut
covered his eyes against the sun glare.
To put a point to tills foppishness, a
narrow silken ribbon, also pure white,
depending from his lapel buttonhole,
suggested ati eyeglass in his pocket.
His was a remarkable face, both In
contour and In coloring. l''rotn chin
to cheek, the skin was white, with n
tint of HJ'pwlng beneath, buttho
central puYW of the face were bronzed.
The Jaw 'was long, lean and bony.
The cheek bones were high, the mouth
was targe, One cut and firm, the nose
solid, set like a rock.
At the sound of a footstep the man
pushed his bat downward, revealing a
knobby forehead and half closed eyes
In which there was a touch of som
berness, of brooding.
"Oood morning," said the artist, and
then all bat recoiled from the voice
f \
"Kentl" exclaimed the artist j
that replied, so harsh and raucous It
! was.
"You rise late." It said.
I "I hear your opinion on It," retorted
Sedgwick, a bit nettled. "Am I to In
fer that you have been waiting for
j me?"
"You wouldn't go far wrong."
•"And what can I do for you—before
you leare?" said Sedgwick slgnlfl- ■
cantly.
"Take a little walk with me present
ly," said the man In another voice,
brushing the bat dear of Ills face.
"Kent!" exclaimed the artist
I "Well, you appear surprised. What
kind of artist are you not to recognize
a inan simply because be shaves bis '
beard and affects a false voice. I've
read yonr story."
"Already'/"
"Already! Do yott know It's 10
o'clock? However, It's a good story." j
"Thank you."
"As a story. As ic formation, It
leaves out most of the Important j
points."
"Thank you again."
"You're welcome. Color, size and
trapplnga of the horse?"
"1 didn't notice particularly. Black.
1 think; yes, certainly black. Rattier
a large horse. That's all I can tell i
you."
"Humph! Color, size and trappings '
df the rider?"
"Reddish brown bslr with* a glows
like a butterfly's wing." said tbe artist,
wltb enthusiasm; "deep hazel ryes,
clear sun browned skin, tall—l should '
say quite tail-but ao-eo feminine that
yon wouldn't realize ber ta I loess. Khe
waa dressed In s light brown riding
costume, with a toque bat very sim
ple. tan gsnntleta and tan boots-tbst
is. tbe Unit time I saw ber. Tbe next
time"—
"Hold on: a dressmaker's cataloguo
Is no rood to me! J couldn't iwdmh.
/>r it ati. V.'ns she in riding clotbet
on any of her tatei visits?'*
"No."
"Any scars or marks?"
"Certainly not!"
"That's a pity, although you seem to
think otherwise. Ago?"'
"We-ell, twenty perhaps."
"Add five. Say twenty-five."
"What for?" demanded Sedgwick in
dignantly.
"I'm allowing for the discount of ro
mance. Did yo'ti notice her boots 7"
"Not particularly, exefpt that she
was always spick and span from head
to foot."
"Humph! Was it pretty warm the
last week she called on you?"
"Piping!"
"Did she show it?"
"Never a bit. Always looked fresh
as a flower."
"Then, although she came fur. she
didn't walk fur to get here. There's a
road back of the hill 'yonder and a lit
tle copse In nn open Held where a mo
torcar has stood. I should say that
sbo bad driven herself there and come
across the bill to you."
"Could we track the car?" asked
Sedgwick eagerly.
"No further than the main road.
What Is the latest she ever left here
when she arrived afoot?"
"Once she stayed till tlßlf past 6. I
legged her to stay and dine, but site
drew into hacseif at the mere sugges
tion." i
"Hnlf past fl. Allowing for a half j
past 7 dinner and time to dress for It,
she would buve perhaps twelve to fif
teen miles to go In the car. The name
she gave Is obviously not ber own, not
even, I judge, ber maiden- name."
Sedgwick turned very white. "Do
you meuu that sho is a married wo
man?" be demanded.
"How could you have filled to.see
it?" returned the other gently. "A
.vouug girl of breeding and social ex
perience would hardly liuvo come to
your studio. A married wotuan might
who respected herself with full eonfi
deuce and knew with The same confi
dence, that you would respect her. And,
tny dear boy," added Kent, with Ills
quiet winning smile, "you are a man to
inspire confidence. Otherwise 1 my
self might have suspected you of hnv
i ing u hand In the death of tbe woman
on the beach."
"Never mind the woniau on tbo
j beach. This other matter Is more than
j life or death. Is that flimsy supposi
tion all you have to go on?"
"No. Her travel. Her wide ac
quaintance wltb men and events. Her
1 obvious poise. And, reverting to tan
gible fact, as clinching evidence, there
are ber gloves, which she always
wore."
"What abont ber gloves?"
"You never saw her left band, did
you?"
"Ob, I see. You mean tbe wedding
ring. Well, 1 suppose," continued
Sedgwick, wltb a tinge of contempt In
bis voice, "sbe could have taken off
ber ring aa easily as ber gloves."
j There was no answering contempt
In Chester Kent's voice aa be replied;
| "But a ring, constantly worn snd then
removed, lesves an unmistakable mark.
{ What tbe connection between ber and
tbe corpse on tbe beach may be is tbe
problem. My Immediate business Is to 
. discover who tbe dead woman Is."
"And mine," ssld Sedgwick hoarse- ,
ly, "tp discover the living."
"We'll st least start together," re
plied Rent. "Come!"
' Twenty minutes of curving and dodg
ing along tbo rocky roads In Kent's
runabout brought them lo tbe turn
| pike In aigbt of the town of Annalaka.
"Tbe Inquest Is set for II o'clock,"
said Kent.
| "All right" said Sedgwick withequsl
; taciturnity.
They turned n corner and ran Into
the fringe of a rtuwil holering alsmt
• tbe town hull. Ilultlug Ids machine
In s bit of shade. Kent slirvryed Ihe
, gathering. At our |iuint >1 thickened
' abutrr a muu who was fairing eiigerty,
tbe vocal center of u sumll i Irrle ot
silence.
I "Elder lien licit." said Kent, "back
. from  .'adystuwu. You'll linve to fare
, tbe music now. Olie woid of naming:
I Don't lose your neud or your leiiipei
ilf the suspicion mined against >ou t»j
1 Dennett Is strengthened by we. II)
concern Is lo get U> Ihe tsttfom of this
mailer. There is something tbe sher
iff knows that I don't know. I'robably
j H is tbe Identity of the body. To force
• blm Into the open It may be necessary
I for me to nugiueat tbe case against
you."
"Ought I to be ready for arrest?"
I "Hardly probable at present No; go
oo tbe stand wben you're called "and
tell tbe truth and nothing tint tbe
troth."
tbe whole truth?"
"Nothing of tbe necklace. You won't
be questioned about that By tbe way, ,
you have never kept among your ar
tistic properties anything In tbe way
of bandcu7f have yonr*
"No."
"1 didn't sunnose you bad. a'boae
' »,
manacles are a i'ih iM. 1 iliiti't—l ab
solutely do nut like those uninncles.
And ou one wrist only! I'erlinps that
is the very fact, though. Well, we
shall know more when we're older;
two hours older, say. Whether we
shall know all that Mr. Sheriff I.en
Sclilagcr knows Is another question. I
don't like Mr. Sclilager, either, for that
matter."
"Dennett has seen me," said Sedg
wick iu a low voice.
indeed, the narrator's voice had ab
ruptly ceased and he stood with the
dropped Jaw of stupefaction. One aft
er another of bia auditors turned and
stared qt tbe two men Itr the motor
car.
"Stay where you are," said Kent and
atepped out to mingle with tbe crowd.
No one recognized at first tbe Immac
ulate flannel clad man aa the bearded
scientist whose strange actions bad
amused the crowd on tbe beach. A
heavy, solemn roan addressed him:
"Friend of his?" he asked, nodding
toward tbe artist.
"Yes."
"He'll need 'em. Going to give evi
dence?" _
"To hear It, rattier," replied Kent
pleasantly. ."Where's tho body?"
"Inside. Just broought It over from
Dr. Breed's. He's the medical officer,
IfcT.be and the sheriff are running the
show. Your friend wants a lawyer,
maybe?'*
| Tbo tbougiit struck Kent that, while
, a lawyer might be premature, a friend
' in tbe town might be very useful.
"Yes," he said; "from tomorrow on."
"Meanln' that you're In charge to
day," aurmlsed tbe big mun shrowdly.
Kent smiled. "I dare say we shall
get on very well together. Mr."— Ills
voice went up interrogatively.
"Bain, Adam Italn, attorney and
counselor at law for thirty years in
tbe town of Atinalnka."
."Thank you. My name Is Kent. You
already know my friend's name. What
kind of man Is this medical officer?"
"Breed? Not much. More of a poli
tician than a doctor and more of a
horse trader than either. Fidgety "as a
aandpaper undershirt."
"Did he perform the autopsy at hla
own hooee?"
"Him and the sheriff list evening.
Didn't oven have an undertaker to
help lay out"
Tbe lobe of Kent's car began to Buf
fer from repented handling. "The body
hasn't been Identified, I suppose?"
"Nobody's had so much as a wink at
it but those two und Ira Dennett He
viewed the corpse lust night. That's
why I guess your friend needs bis
friends awl maybe a lawyer."
"Exactly. Mr. Dennett doesn't seem
to be precisely a deaf-finite."
Lawyer.Bain emitted the bubbling
cbucklo of tbe fat throated. "It's
quite some time since Iry won any
prlzea for allent thought," bo atated.
"You ore known hereabouts?" be add
ed after a pause.
"Very little."
"Oansett Jim, yonder, looks aa If bo
kinder cherished tbo bonor of your ac
quaintance."
Over bis shoulder Kent caught the
half breed's glance fixed upon blm with
stolid Intensify. A touch on bis arm
made blm turn to the other aide, where
j Sailor Smith faced blm.
I "Didn't hardly know you wltb your
' beard off." piped tbe okl man. "Howdy,
Iprofeaeor? You're flulckled up like
your own weddln'."
"Oood morning," said tbe scientist
"Are yon going inside? Sit wltb ns.
won't you? Mr. Sedgwick Is wltb me."
Tbe ex-aallor started "Hlin!" be ex
claimed. "Here? There'a been quite
• lot o' talk"-
"Suspicion, you mean."
"We-11, yes."
"People are Inclined to connect Mr.'
Sedgwick wltb the deatb of the wo
man."
"What elae can yon expect?" return
ed tbe old msn deprecatingly.' "Iry
Dennett's been tellln' bis story. He's
certain tbe woman be seen talkln' to
Mr. Sedgwick la tbe dead woman
will In' to swear to it anywheres."
"What abont Oanaett Jim? ilaa be
contributed anything to the discus
sion?"
"No. Jim's ss close tongued as Iry
la clatter mouthed."
"And probably with reason," mutter
ed Kent "Well, I'll look for yon In
side."
He returned to Join Sedgwick. To
gether they entered tbe building, while i
behind them s rising bum testified to
the Interest felt In tbem by the vil
lagers.
Within a tall, wizened %an with i
dead, flsby ayes stalked nervously to
and fro on a, platform, beside which a
hastily constructed coffin with a hasp i
ed cover stood on three saw horses. On
a chair near by slouched tbe sheriff,
bis face red and streaming. A few
perspiring men and women were scat
tered on tbe benches. Outside a clock t
struck 11. Tbere waa a quick Inflow (
of tbe populace, and tbe man on the
platform llftad up a cblttering voice.
"Feller citizens," be aald, "as medical
officer I declare tbese nroceed(#ea
• NO. 22
openea. .-waning no aisrespect to the
. deceased, we want to get through at
•pry an iKMMihle. First we will hear
witnesses. Anybody who thinks be
can throw any light on this business
can have a henrlng. Then tboao aa
wants mny view the remains. The
burial will take place light afterward
in the town buryln' ground, our feller
cltlxen and sheriff. Mr. Len Bchlager,
having volunteered the expense*."
CHAPTER VI.
"Dah ds murdsrsrl"
b wIK first witness, n sheep herder,
rose In Jils plnce nnd. without
JL the formality of an oath, told
of sighting the body at the edge
of the aurf at T o'clock In the morning.
Others, following, testified to the posi
tion on the beach, the Inshlng of the
bodv to the grating, the wounds and
 ni * --- -—••■.■rr. nr. rireea imuuunced
briefly tliat the deceased had come to
her deuth by drowning nuUthat the
skull hod lieeu crushed in. presumably,
wheu the waves hammered the body
upon the reefs.
"Then the corpse must have come
from a good ways out." said Sailor 1
Hniltli, "for the reefs wouldn't catch It
at that tide."
"Nobody knows how the dead come
to Lonesome Cove," said the sheriff In
Ills deep voice.
Rider Ira Dennett was the next and
last witness called. Somewhere be
neath the elder's dry exterior lurked
the Instinct of the drama. Stalking to
the platform, lie- told his story with
skill and fervor, tie made n telling
point of the newly finished picture be
bad seen In Sedgwick's studio, deput
ing the moonlit charge of the wave
mounted corpse, lie sketched out the
encounter between the artist and tbe
(lentl woman vividly.
Then Sedgwick rose. lie was white,
but his voice was under iierfect control
at he said:
"It Is all true. But I do not know
the woman who nccosted lue. I never
saw her liefore that evening. She spoke
strangely to me nnd Indicated tbat she
was to meet some one nnd go aboard
ship, though 1 saw no sign of a sblp."
"You couldu't see much of tbe ocean
from your house." said the medical
officer.
"I walked on the cliffs later," aald
Sedgwick, and a nnirinur Went througb
the courtroom, "but I never found tbe
woman. Alid as for throwing ber out
of a ship, or any such fantastic non
sense; I can prove tbat I was back in
my house by a little after 0 o'clock that '
night."
lie snt down coolly enough, but bis
eyes dilated when Kent whispered:
"Keep your nerve. The probability
will lie shown that she was killed be
fore 10 o'clock."
Now, however. Dr. Breed was oil
bis feet again. "Form In Hue, ladle*
and gentlemen," said he, "and pass tbe
coffin as spry as possible."
At this Sheriff Schlager stepped for
ward and loosened tbe hasps prepara
tory to removing the cover. "Tbe
body bas been left," said be. slipping
the lid aside. "Just as"- Of a sad
den, bis eyes stiffened. A convulsive '
shudder ran through bis big body. He 1
Jammed tbe cover back, and, with On- i
gers tbat actually drummed on tbe f
wood, forced the hasps Into place.
"She's come to life!" cried a voice
from the rear.
"No, no!" rumbled theaberiff. Whirl
ing upon tbe medical officer, be wbls- I
I>ered in bis ear—not more than a aln
gle word, It seemed to tbe watchful
Kent.
Tbe doctor turned gbastly. "Gents,"
be sold in a quavering voice to the
amaxed crowd, "tbe program will not
be carried out as arranged. Tbs—tbe
—well, the condition of tbe deceased
la not lit ten"— He stopped, mopping
bis brow.
But Yankee curiosity was not so
easily to bo balked of Its food. It
found expression In Lawyer Bain.
"That ain't the law, doc," he aald.
. "I'm tbe law here," declared Sheriff
Schlager, planting himself solidly be
tween the crowd snd the coffin. One
band crept slowly back toward bis blp.
"Don't pull any gun on me," retorted
the lawyer quietly. "It ain't neces
sary."
"You lieard Doc Breed ssy tbe body
wasn't fltten to be viewed," pursued
the sheriff.
"Thot's all right too. But tbe doc
hasn't got the final word. Tbe law
has. And the law says, that tbe body
shall lie duly viewed. Otherwise, and
the deceased lielng buried without
view, an order of the court to exhume
may l« obtained "
"l.ook u| Breed." whispered Kent to
Sedgwick.
The medical officer's ll|m were gray
as be leaned forward to pluck at the
sheriff's nrui. There was a whispered
colloquy I»etweeu them. Then Breed
spoke, with a pitiful effort at aelf con
trol:
. "Lawyer lluiu's point Is correct, un
doubtedly correct But the body must
be prepared. It ougbt to 'a' been
looked to last nlgbt. But somehow I
—we- Will six cltlxens kindly volun
teer to fetch tbe coffin back to my
bouse?"'
Ten times sU offend their services.
Tbe box was carried out swiftly, fol
lowed by tbe variable bum of excited
conjecture. Quickly tbe room emptied
Itself except for a few atrsgglers.
Sedgwick, who bad followed tbe Im
promptu cortege wltb bis vision, was I
brought up sharply by the glare of a
pair of eyes outside tbe nearest win
dow. Tbe eyea were fixed on bis own.
Tbelr expression was distinctly ma
levolent Without looking round,
Sedgwick ssld In • low voice:
"Kent!"
No answer came -
"Kent!" said tbe artist a little loader.
"Huh 7" responftd a muffled and ab- 1
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"See bar* for a moment"
Th*m was neither snniut nor mora- J
ment from toe scientist
"An Indian looking chap outside tb« j
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