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THE BANNER-WATCHMAN, ATHENS, GEORGIA JUNE 11, 183$. 1 FROM TOR DIARY INSPECTOR ■TRICKS. m By JULIAN HAWTHORNE, Author of "The Great Bank Robbery, - “An - American Penman,-Eta — (Copyright by O M. Dunham, and published, through special amuigatniont by th« Amnncaa Treat Association with CasaeU & Kew Tork •nd LoDdoa.] CHAPTER XEXi IK A CARRIAGE. UDOE KETKL- I.E and hit young wit? took up their ubode in a hbuso not far from tiie south* orn boundary of Central Park, taking Mr*. No* l«n to live with them. Tlie wed ding amuiNMl oou- rtitlerublv interest in New York city, the beauty and accomplishments of the bride being almost as well known as the forensic and judicial ability of'fief liusltsinL Tho newly married couple did not entertain, however, owing to the recent domestic misfortunes which had overtaken Mrs. Kotelle's family; they received a few friends very quietly and informally, and’ made scarcely any calls. Tho judge had not been on the bench for some years previous to his marrvige; but he had a large and important praUce as a barris ter, and he now devoted himself to this' with more assiduity than ever; Report had it that he an4.„his wife were very happy together, and though some people admired the judge's Intrepidity in ven turing to appropriate a lady so lieautiful and so much bis juhior. there was noth ing In their relations to indicate that his choice tiuil not hernias prudenfas it cer tainly was enviable. '*3The wedding liad taken place about the first of October; on the return of the Nolens and Judge Ketelle from the sea side; and after a shoi then whs a oertath jauntinee* in his ap pearance that suggested tbs sporting men or the * harper. Bis oompenioa was a considerably older nun. sad his fsos was of at much coarser cast; Us oiothes were new, but fitted him ill. and he wore a flashy necktie and watch qhain. Ilis small gray eyes had noted the little occurrence above described, end 'as the carriage rolled away he audxod his friend with his elbow. ^Vell, whgt.now^* said the latter. "Didyousew that?" — • -Wlfidl* "Well, your wits we wool gathering, it seams. Hid' you see'that fellow get Into that carriage!" "What carriage?" "That carriage that was standing here just now with the lady in it. Why, what’s got into you, Horrie? Don’t you know who she was?" "No. I don’t. How should I?" "Well, you might find ; it money in your pocket some day, that’s ail. Swell women liko that don't drive out alone in the park for nothing, 1 reckon! And may bo, rather than have their husbands know what they're after, they might see their way to paying aif obliging person a consideration to keep his mouth shut.” "Oh, stuff! That business is played out. The swells are on to it, and the first word that’s said they ring the bell for the police. I don’t want any of that in mine, thank you! And if you want any one to believo you know all tho ladies that drive in the park in their own lish agent of the Martin estate came over and told me—supposing me to be Valen tine—that by my brother’s death I was the heir. I did not wish to enter into explanations, so I simply told him that I did not want tho eetate. and that it might go to the next of kin. 1 had for gotten that Vai had a wife, though, of course, i knew all about her. She had ruined his life in more ways than one. and was no better than she should be; but if hie. death were known she would be entitled to a share- of~th* estate, - ft seems she had got wind of the English agent's busmens, and had followed- him from New Zealand. I-had a curious in terview with her; slio charged me fin ally with having made away with her husband in order by personating him to get his property, and treating my asser tion that I was not going to touch the property as mere buncombe. But tho next day I got a letter from her in which she actually offered, in cose 1 would make common cause with her, to go to England, prove her marriage to Valen tine, get tiie estate and then divide with me!” f 1 "Poor Valentine!** murmured Pauline, with a.trembling lio. "When i refused she declared war, and said she would expose mo as an im postor and probable murderer. She learned that I was manager and part owner of a valuable mine that I had dis covered near Pachuea. The other owners were two high officers of the govern- She weht.to them with her story. broughams, you must find some greener hand than I am.” "1 know who she was, just the Bame,” retorted the other. "She's the girl that married that fellow Ketelle, a month •go.” “She?—the sister of that”— He stop ped. “The sister of Jerrotd Nolen! You re member him, if I ain’t mistake*,” said the short man, with a chuckle. "Yes, I remember him; and when the accounts are evened up I'll remember you too, Jack Grush, and don’t you for get itl” exclaimed the black haired man, with a sullen fierceness. The fellow he had called Grush laughed but made no reply. "So that was his sister, was it?" the other went on, muttering to himself; "mid she's married to the judge a month ago. and taking fellows to drive in her broughaml" He twisted tho ends of his mustache, and switched the toe of-his —— - - .lonevmoon they . , . , - , •• , - settled in their uew. dwelling early in as he sauntered along, with the November. The judge attended to busi- i 0300 he earned, ness down town every day; his wife Let us follow Mrs. Ketelle’s carriage. After the first few minutes of speech- [ They told me what she had said. I had already made up my mind what to do; I gave them the whole liistory of what had I happened since Valentine and I had left New York; I told them what he had told me about his wife, and then I showed them the letter she had just written raa 1 know I was risking everything in mak ing a clean breast of it, but the fact was ! I was tired of living under a name that did not belong to me, and I wanted to put an end to it at all hazards." *1 am .glad of that!” said Pauline. "They were rather upset by the Btory, and for a while I thought the affair would go against me. But 1 suspect they considered me too useful a man to lose. I was making a great deal of money for them and doing all the work, and then the woman's letter tipped the beam. They said finally that they would accept in* for what I was. if I could give them satisfactory proof: that 1 was what 1 de clared myself to be. Let me show let ters or vouchers from reputable persons in New York bearing out my account of myself and they would accept me as a Dls mind the scheme of some practical joke. That night Horace’s companion was found insensible on his doorstep with the mark of a blow from a slungahot behind his ear. ' He never entirely reoevered consciousness, and died the next, day after uttering the name of Horace Du pee. Horace was arrested on a' charge of rnurdor, and in default of bail, was thrown Into prison. After a long series of delays extending oyer a year, he was brought to trial, and acquitted. The evi dence, 'though amounting to a strong probability, was not conclusive, and the jury gave him the benefit of the doubt, lie wont forth nominally a freeman, I Kit his social and professional career were blasted ere they had fairly begun. The shadow of the mark of Cain, if not tho mark itself, was upon him. He might have changed his name and and achieved success in another country. But half from sullen obstinacy, half from lack of business energy, he did not do this. Instead, ho drifted into bod so ciety and soon found himself in harmony with it. The class of society in which ho had formerly moved ceased to know him. The police began to take an Interest in him, but he was shrewd and cautious enough to avoid falling into their hands Some of his escapes were very narrow, hut up the present time his photograph had not appeared in the roue’s gallery. In such a case, however, diction is sure to come sooner or later. Some oversight Is committed, some "pal” turns state’s evidence, or some fatality occurs. Since the time of his downfall Horace Du pee hod wanderedfrom place to place and lived hi most states of the Union. But again and again he returned to New York-though he know that he ran greater risks there than elsewhere. At tne time we come up with him he had been absent from the city for nearly a year. It was on the day after his arrival that his com panion, Grush, had called hid attention to Mrs. Ketelle. She was the sister of the man of whose murder he had been accused. This fact was sufficient to inspire him with ani mosity against her. He had never seen her before. The only member of the family with whom he had ever come in insonal contact was Jerrold Nolon. But ie owed them all a grudge. If it had not been for them ho might have hod a successful career. He was prepared, therefore, to do her whatever ill turn came in his way. It was an additional motive that the ill turn to her could be made of advantage to himself. Grush had suggested this, and though he had spent her mornings at home, and in the ; AIter UM? *® w minutes or speech- myseir ana uiey wouia accept mo as a turned aside the suggestion he considered afternoons was fond of driving out in jfssimd wild emotion were passed, Pau-| full equivalent for what I had pretended | it none the les*. There was no need of the park in her brougham, occasionally accompanied by her mother, but more often alone. The weatlier was cold but very fine, and the hue of , the autumn a unusually beautiful. But those who happened to see the face of the young wife at the window of her brougham forgot all about the autumnal foliage and had their thoughts tilled with the memory of another kind of loveliness. .. One afternoon, while passing the chil dren's play gruun.l, Mrs. Ketelle caused the coachman to stop his- horses in order' that she might watch the little creatures' At their games, for nothing pleased her <more than the spectacle .of children liav- ing a good time. 1 After remaining a few minutes, she ‘was about to give the order to move on, when her attention was attracted to a -.gentleman who was standing with his ' back partly turned towards her in a foot path that here approached the carriage "way. Lie was tall and well made; he 'wore a thin cape ulster of dark tweed rand a black felt luit with a curved brim —a sort of fashionable modification of the picturesque Tyrolese headgear. Of his face she could see only the outline of the cheek and brow; he had a mustache and a short, closely cut beard. -r • Why was it that the sight of this man produced so strange and powerful an impression upon tier? Sho asked herself this question, but could give no satisfac tory answer. Surely he was not an ac quaintance of hers! And yet there was something about him that not only ar rested her gaze but seut a thrill to her heart, as if particles of ice and fire were being driven through it. Her hands be came cold and her teeth chattered, and yet her cheeks were burning and drops stood on her forehead. The gentleman turned slowly to re sume his walk. As his face came more fully into view Mrs. Ketelle caught her breath with a sharp sound, and her fin- - gers grasped the frame of the door con vulsively. She could not cry out; her lips were parched and her tongue dry. But her whole soul went out to him through her eyes. Was it a dream? Was he a phantom? Could she be deceived by some marvelous resemblance? Oh, would he pass on without seeing her and vanish forever! lie iiad. In fact, walked on several paces, and in another minute he would he out of roach. But • either accident or one of those mysterious mental impres sions which many persons have experi enced in some epoch of their lives caused him suddenly to pause, turn about, and look directly at the face in the carriage window. Their eyes met for a moment; then the woman covered her face with her hands, and sank back in her 6eat with a breathless cry of terror, bewilder ment and'intolerable joy. The gentleman, who also seemed pale and agitated, came over to tlio road and laid his hand on the carriage door. “Drive onl" he said to the coachman, and with the words he entered the car riage and closed the door after him. Then he pulled down the shades over the windows. The coachman spoke to his horses, and they moved on. Tills episode had taken place in a short space of time, and with very little visible manifestation of feeling on either side. Nevertheless, it had not entirely escaped observation. Two men had been sauntering along tlio path side by side, apparently whiling away the hour or two that separated them from dinner. One of them was a (all, slender, graceful fellow, with sharp but well molded feat ures, black hair aud mustache, .and a pair of restless black eyes. Ho was greased quietly, in dark colors, and yet line relinquished her brother’s hand, and shrank away from him to her side of the carriage. A reaction of feeling had come over her. She felt a sort of indig nation that she should have been all these months grieving for a calamity i that had never happened. [ "Why did you never let us know that you were alive?” she demanded. "1 put it qff from day today,” he said. "I had not decided, at first, what to da thought of coming home; then I thought that since 1 had been reported dead it was better to let it be believed so for a time, until tlie truth about the rob bery Bhould be discovered. Besides, 1 knew that deteqtives would be after me, and 1 feared that a letter addressed to you or to the judge might hptray me. At last when I found something to do I decided to wait until I was certain of success before Communicating with you. And finally, circumstances led to my coming hack here unexpectedly myself. “But Valentine might have written, if you could not.’* Valentine! Why, Pauline, don’t you know—don't you see—it was Valentine who was drowned!”^ “Valentine! Oh, God forgive mol bow I have wronged him!” She turned aside and rested her face against the side of the carriage and sobbed for a few mo ments jnssinnately. But she was -never one to be long mastered by emotion. She forced back her tears, and said: “Tell me, tell me all!" "Tlie whole affair came about by an accident, without any prearrangement at ail. When I went down to the pier of the steamship, Val had suggested my making one or two alterations in my dress and appearance, so that if any one were on the lookout for me I should pass for Valentine. Afterwards, on the steamer, we foiind that people were giv ing us each other’s names, and we let it bo 6a We occupied the same state room and I used his things—1 had brought very little of my own with me. “On tlie voyage he told me all his pri vate history; 1 afterwards thought that if he had been consciously training me to personate him he could not have done it more effectually. Then came the day of tho hurricane. We were close to gether all the time until within a few minutes of the time the wind changed. We were in the cabin; there was a lan tern buring, but it was almost quite dark. Val left me and went to our room. I could see him there; he seemed to be writing on something that he held up before him. Afterwards he went towards the steward's room, holding on by the iron pillars of the cabinas be went. That was the last I saw of him. He must have gone on deck—for what I can’t im agine—and been swept overboard. No one knew anything of it until the next morning.” “Now I know—now I knowl” mur mured Pauline, pressing her hands over her heart. “It was he—he did not for get—I might liavo known itl” “What might you have known?” asked her brother. “Nothing; go on. When you found that he was dead what then?” “Wo bad agreed before to go to Mex ica Ho had letters and papers. I took them and went traveling as Valentine Martin. I saw that in that way I should get a standing in tlie place w hich I could not have obtained for myself, and that tho report of my death would throw off the police. I was cordially received in Mexico, and put in the way of doing some valuable business. Everything prospered with me, as it had never done before. The story i3 too long to tell fully now; but in the midst of my success an extraordinary thing .occurred; an Eng- to bo. 1 had a power of attorney that Val had given me on the steamer, but of course I could not tell them what had led to my leaving New York. I could not ask any one here for a certificate of good character until my name had been cleared of the charge against it But it wouldn’t do to hesitate, so 1 said, on the spur of the moment that I would go to New York, get the evidence they re quired and return to them with it So here I am; but I overheard some conver sation coming down on the boat between the English agent and a New York de tective which made it seem probable that my affairs will be investigated whether I like it or not, and that mean while the true story of how the robbery was committed has not been revealed yet. How is it?" : The answer to this question led to a long conversation, in thecourseof which Percy learned all that had happened dur ing his absence, including Pauline’s mar riage. The search for the thief for whose crime he liad suffered had as yet met with no success, but it was still being carried on. * After discussing the matter, it was decided that Percy's presence in the city should, for the moment, be kept a secret from overy one, even from hb mother and Judge Ketelle. He should conceal himself in lodgings in the upper part of the town, where Pauline could visit him from time to time, and report the pro gress of affairs, and learn, if possible, from Inspector Byrnes, what were the object and result of the English agent Clifton’s mission to New York. There might be difficulties in the way, but the brother and sLster were young and be lieved that the longest lane has a turn ing. It was late when Pauline drove up to the door of her house, and, alighting, walked up the steps of the porch. Her mind was full of her brother, and she did not notice the tali man with the black mustache who Stood on the corner of th< street tapping hb boot with hb cane. CHAPTER XX. A CHECK. AV1NG seen the lady into the house, the man with the black mustachios turned on hb heel and sauntered away, Black Horace (as he was known to hb intimates) was not born to a criminal career, and hb present position and char acter were the result partly of innate evil and partly of circumstances. 'He had received an excellent education and had graduated from the New York Med ical school in good standing. Up to that time, beyond a tendency to loose com pany and irregular habits, he bad devel oped nd noticeably bad tendencies. The chances were that he would outgrow hb youthful follies and become a useful member of society. Almost immediately upon lib gradua tion, however, hb destiny took a sinister turn. At a parting supper with his com rades he got into a quqrrel with one of them, ending in a scuffle in which blows were exchanged. The quarrel was patched up and the two antagonists shook hands and drank together, but Horace secretly bore a grudge and was determined to “get even."; At the end of tlie evening, lib late antagonist being somewhat tho worse for liquor, Horaco volunteered to see him home.- They walked off together, Horace revolving in letting Grush into tlie affair. In secret councils was safety. Besides Grush had no claims upon him—quite the contrary; he, too, was associated with whatever was disastrous in lib life. He made up his mind to carry out hb purjiose with out saying anything to Grush about it. Several days passed One afternoon Mrs. Ketelle left her house and took a Fourth avenue car uptown. She left it in the neighborhood of Harlem, walked across town a couple of blocks and en tered the door of a small flat that formed part of an unfinished block on a side street. She remained there for upwards of an hour. Twilight was beginning to fall when she came out. She had not wt.lked far when she heard a step behind her, and a voice said, “Good evening, Mrs. Ketelle. How b the judge today?" She turned and bsiw at her side a well dressed man of dark complexion, who fixed hb eyes upon her in a manner she did not like. But lib knowledge of her name and of her husi>and led herto sup pose that she must liave met him some where and forgotten him. “You must excuse me, sir,” she said, "but you have the advantage of me.” Indeed, 1 believe you are right,” he answered, with a short laugh. "The ad vantage is all on my side. But tell me, Mrs. Ketelle, how does married life suit you? Does the judge come up to your expectations? For my part I should think twice before marrying a woman so much younger than myself. By tlie time you are coming into full bloom the judge will be in the sere and yellow leaf. But I suppose you know how to manage him. He hasn't betrayed any symptoms of tho green eyed monster yet, has he?" Thb speech produced such astonish ment in Pauline that she could not find words to interrupt It But when the speaker paused she stood still and looked him curiously in the face. "You don’t 6eem to be intoxicated,’ she said at length. "You may be crazy. Whatever you are, I advise you to go. I do not want you.” No, I suppose not,” he replied, re turning her glance insolently. "I am not the lucky man. Tlie judge has no cause to be jealous of me. But, on the other hand, I may be of some use to him. Of course, it will be a pity to spoil your little gama You have managed it all so nicely, even to providing him with lodgings; and he b such a fine looking young fellow, and it b all so lovely and romantia Dut, you see, I have a high regard for the judge, and I can’t bear to see him made a fool of. These billings and cooings in the park and assignations in flats—they must be stopped. Society won’t stand it. And the best way to stop it that I can think of b to tell Judge Ketella” Pauline ibtened to all thb attentively, at first with a dreadful fear that thfo unknown man had become acquainted with the fact that her brother had re turned to New York. But as he went on she perceived that he supposed Percy to be her lover; and then lib object be came "clear. A deep blush overspread her face. That she should be thought capable, even by a wretch who did not k>wv her, of an illicit intrigue, filled her with horror and anger. But under neath thb feeling there was another and a more powerful one. It was a feelin^ of relief and joy that her brother was safe, at least that she could save him by the sacrifice (so far as this man was con cerned) of her reputation as n pure woman. By letting him continue suppose that it was an ordinary intrigue in which she was engaged, and paying him for his silence—for she divined that it was for that purpose he had accosted her—she could keep Percy’s secret until tbs thus arrived wnan it might safely 1m divulged. The sacrifice was perhaps as arduous a one as an honest woman oould'Ue called upon to make; but there wae ne .hesitation in her mind as to whether or not she should make it. "1 have heard that there were such persons as you, but 1 never saw one be fore,' she said. "You are a blackmailer, are you not?" ^ There was something In her tone that touched a sore spot in him, callous and degraded though ba had become. To see her beautiful face and angry eyes gazing straight into hb, and to fedl that her contempt for him waa far too great for her to make any attempt to express it in words, was an experience that even ho found trying. He remembered, with a pang of hopeless rage, that he might have so lived as to have tho right to meet this lovely woman on ternb of social equality, and to win her respect and perhaps her regard. As it was, it was impossible for one human being to deapbe another more than she despised him. And yet what right had she to despise him if she were herself repre hensible before society? Tho thought hardened him again. "I see you are up to business as well as to somo other things,” he said, "I have my living to make; you aro paid for by your husband and amuso yourself by de ceiving him. If he divorces you, you may find out what it to to make your own way in the world;: as long as your good looks last no doubt it will be easy; but after that you may be ready to take few lessons from ma But meantime intend to bleed you for what I wank’ As soon as you get tired of paying me I shall go to the judge—and you will go to the devil. Is that plain?” “Yes, I understand you. You will certainly earn your money,” she re marked, with a smile that made him grind, hb teeth. "Well, then. I will pay you for your silence. Now, as to the amount. Have you thought about that?” “You will hand over five hudred dol lars thb evening. I will let you know when 1 want any more.” No," she said deebively, "I will not give you five hundred dollars. That b absurd.” Either that, or your husband knows all about your performances before he gpes to bed to-nhrht.” Very well. But recollect that by be traying me to him you will free me from every restraint and scruple. I suppose you don't need to lie told that I am not kindly disposed toward you. Tho pleas ure of destroying you would compensate me for tho loss of social position you speak of. VVhileyouare with my hus band I shall be with Inspector Byrnes. ~ promise you faithfully that you shall suffer the utmost penalty of the law, and after the law has done with you I will take you in hand myself. When that time comes you will wish that the law had kept you longer. You will never draw a breath that is not free from pain and terror os long as you live. Look at me, sir. Don't you think I mean what I The quietness of anger at white heat was in her eyes and-voice, and it scared the man somewhat, as it would have scared a much more doughty rascal. lie forced a laugh and struck hb boot with hb cane. After a moment she turned and resumed tier walk up the street. He remained where he was until she was half a block distant. Then he iias- tened after her and overtook her. "Look hero, Mrs. Ketelle,” he said, "business b business. I'm not a fool. Tell me what you can da and I'll give you my answer. She replied qjt once, continuing her walking, but keeping her eyes upon him as she spoke. "I am allowed by my husband fifty dollars a week pocket money. I will pay you twenty dollars a week until in my opinion you have had enough. 1 will pay you your first month’s wages in advance—eighty dol lars. You must be careful not to apply for more until the month b out. Those are my terms." "They won’t do!” said he. blusteringly. “You’ll pay me two hundred now and fifty a week, or it’s no dealt Coma now!" "If you address me again, except to accept my proposition, I will liave you arrested, come what may!" The color rushed to her face and her eyes flashed. She was losing her temper, and she was evidently in earnest. He was silent a moment, and then shrugged hb shoulders. "All right. I’ll take it,” ho said. “Hand over the money.” "I do not carry that amount in my purse,” she returned quietly. "How am I to get it, then?” “You will come to my house liko any other person to whom things are paid. Did you think I was going to 'make appointments-to meet you at the street corners, or in liquor saloons? My hus band will pay you.” "Your husband! Look here, Mrs. Ke telle, you are a smart woman; but if you think you can play any game on me, you are mistaken. You have more at stake than I have. Don’t try to bluff mel” “If I have the most at stake, why do you feel uneasy? You will receive your money in that way, or not at alL It b just as you choose." They had now reached the corner of the avenue; Paulino signaled the down town car that was approaching, and got in. Tho man followed her/ She handed the conductor a double fare, remarking, “I am paying for that person.” No conversation passed while they were in the car. Dupee was ill at ease,* but ho could not see but that he had the best of the situation. She could not afford to betray him. On the other hand, what if Judge Ketelle should hap pen to know him by sight? No; he wa3 certain they had never met; the judge had taken no part in hb trial, either as witness or jurist. Besides, again, was it not l\er interest to protect him? The car stopped, and they got out and walked across to her house. The door was opened to her ring, and they entered. “Tu 2 1 v ,i oavmg him th ur9 , a >0 ^rvaceand ^ conversation. wT£- rtl “ r "pfSHL him. "Como thi, w n ® 1! *•£} H« went forward 2 .**^ , ssllSiSa What amount did yon iSSf"""•"*'*3] jsssssiisj name? he inquired 'Y thSuwtf coal ' i l »wiuN hat it ^d bf«n paid to slio had hoped to surprhe l-HH traying hb name. Dull!..t 5 ? i] far to go back; and — * *"* 'John Urush," echoed th.]^ ing it down. He signed the 3 extended it toward D U))ea receipted the bill?" h 0 a*k«i. " Dupee looked at Mrs. Ketell. . not get a bill." she said, -u!', itself a receipt, b it not?" * “Yes* yes, to be sure," husband. "Well, that’s all*? that’s aUr "Wl You may go,” said Mr l glancing at Dupee as if he 9% • Hn a f-, • _ > "* door close, she went round toT band and kissed him. M Yon good,” she said * “What—to give you eight? without asking you what » bought?’ lie returned, toughing, "Yes; but you aliall know*®, “My dearest, I am not curiow want you to love me. Do he added, **I can’t get it out of» that I have met that fellow-^ who was here just now—that lb him somewhere before—and tot circumstances, too." "Wherer said she, startled anil interested. "Hum! I can't fix it! Maybal remember iater. But it's nococq after all. Now one mnw few B go and get ready for dinner/ [to be contincid.] ‘Is Judge Ketelle in?” she asked the servant. ‘‘Yes, madam. He has just gone into the library.” “Sit down here,” she said to Dupee, addressing him as if he were a trades man’s .clerk .who.had called for.hb.hilL „ Chief RcnMB (or tWP 1 Of Hood’s Sarsaparilla U I®- article itself. 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