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"The Gates of '
Silence” |
ny META SIM MINS.
Author of "Hushed Up.”
today 'S installment.
TK Hours passed. She heard 3 strike
T >.‘ fr must have dozed herself, for the
, u „.. r£ Os 1 came to her as the clarion
- f an alarm. She started up If I.evas
..... intended to escape lie should be
j_„, ns After 5 some one in the house
r --i conceivably be astir
s V e t o oked down at him and wondered
kr „ t 0 wake him, for a repugnance to
ionrh him filled her
Edmond'" She spoke his name soft-
«nd the man started up with a gasp
ing "found and a look of fear in his eyes
, h? _, a s never to leave her Then in an
infract he had recovered himself and
~5 . op his feet loking at the clock.
Good gracious. Is that the time'’ Four
rriork" What the mischief did you let
n-» sleep so long for'"'
i a.a not know It. was so late I must
> a ve slept myself But this is the best
time to make an attempt It is too late
anyone in the household to have sat
im and to early for them to have risen."
Levasseur stretched himself luxurious
tv shaking himself like a dog.
The worthy Barrington, then, is a
gveater fool than I took him for." he
eaid He never came back?"
To There have been no sounds in the
house. , '
vj, freedom for a smoke." he said,
r-ith a vawn He was turning over the
thingo nn her writing fable and found
her gold cigarette case He held It up
Ata'- I'"
Keep i'" Oh. yes 'nd the monev—
t you want the money?”
Levasseur smiled, but in his smile was
e touch of shame "I am afraid I shall."
he =afd. "but don't let me rob you."
it if not robbing me." she said, brief
b She "ent into her bed room and took
r .jt <bey dressing case, feeling with trem
bling fingers for the secret compartment
r here the notes that had come to her
marked hush monev" were hidden Tak
ing them but. stuffed them into, a
litrie leather case, adding two or three
rmnds in gold out of her own purse
The "Hush Money."
There i* the monev that was to have
been used for your defense." she said
••Don't ask me how I got it. Don't blame
•ne If it brings misfortune to you But
take It out of this house -if you only
fng it awav The gold is my own If
t had more yon should have it and wel-
Corn©
Lavasseur stuffed rase into his
brea?’ pocket without looking at its con
t©nts?
'You’re nnt a had sort, Edith." he
said r.nt half a had sort." He laid his
hand n n her shoulder "It’s to he adieu
tbi= rime, my dear." he said "And T
couldn t sav why. but fd like you to know
that T’m a bit sorry for lhe past that I
’rrngnizp various rent’s in my moral ba
biliments But lam not a murderer "
vie buttoned up his coat and Edith
stealthily and 'autiously turned the key
In the door As she opened it. it made
k ardh a sign of sound, outside the still
ness nf siepp lav upon the house She
glanced up and down; everything was
if usual Not a sound; not a sight of any
thing stirring, only the Me distant light
that burned always on the staircase
I‘mnp. she whispered "Everything
cecme safe Shall I come with you’.’ Gan
’ - : manage the front door?"
H® sho'-’k his head "Don't worry about
*h® dnor There hasn’t been a door ron
trivpd that I rotild not open from the
Inside, at an> rate If any one cam®
us together, w® should be lost Ry
y i am equal to anv questions that
rrig'nf be pijt to me "
The Trap
He held oyt his hand to her "Well.
gond-bA’e he said For an instant Edith
Barring’on hesitated, then she clasped the
- ’■'© heir] outstretched. The next ini»-
rpent h© was gone, and she stood alone
tn ‘he dimly lighted room
crept slowly along th® corri
der the footfall made practically no
F A ’md nn the heavy carpet On the dis
tant kt 4 i-.f a?n the faint glimmer <>f light
Fl l6 a te § o jf \\/ ls | les 0 [ Sweethearts Came True fljl Copyright 1912. National News Association <® By Nell Brinkley]:
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burned. and he was grateful for it. for
he dreaded a false step which would
bring the house about his ears
As he reached the ton of the staircase
and descended, a figure, which for all
these weary hours had kept unceasing
vigil. rose and crept stealthily in his
wake.
Half way down the staircase was a
broad landina which overlooked the hall.
Levasseur paused and glanced over can
tiously. for the light was almost below
him. a solitary electric torch held by a
bronze dancing girl. At that moment, as
he slackened his going, a hand descended
heavily on his shoulder and a suave volet
demanded. "Msy I ask what you are
doing in my house at this unseasonable
hour?”
Levasseur started violently Th* g r ’n
on bis shoulder was like a vise, but with
a dextrlous twist a twist which sent
bis accoster reeling against the banis
ter- he wrenched himself free and w®m i
rapidly down th* stairs. The advantage
of a minute was all he needed. Once at
the front door, safety was in his grasp
As she reached the last step the share
crack of a revolver rang loudly through
♦he house. Levasseur was conscious nf
a sudden swift, red-hot stab of pain be
tween his shoulder-blades: a wall of
blackness seemed to rise up against him;
he struggled for breath against a flood
of mawkish warmne.se. and, gasping,
fl'inc nut his arms, staggered forward,
and f*’i heavily.
A very lifetime of though* flashed
across the man in that second, and the
dominant note of it all was that he was
dying dvtng like a rat in a ’ran by the
hands of Edith's husband The ig
nnm<ny of |t the ignomin' of it' Ha
♦ red, black and rold. flooded over him
hatred of the fate which bad placed him
so scurvy a trick hatred of the woman
whose life he had ruined, and. of the man
who had been so swift to avenge what
he conceived to be a stain upon his honor
Barrington, running down, bent over
«he prostrate man and raised him
A horror of the thing *e had done pos
sessed him It seemed to him that the
baptism of rhe blood that gushed from
♦he wounded man’s mouth had cleansed
ad his suspicion and jealous? from him
■>u God’ What ha v * 1 done • h*
c r<ed
Murder. gasped Le , ’as«*ur f n u’»
unwarrantable murder'
With feeble, groping hands b® tore at !
th» disguising beard. For the morrmnt t
Barrington hardlv noticed hl? action H*
n p bu' 4 ' rolling up some of th* rug-
♦ hg,t covered th* parquet finer to make an
imprto’serl nillon tinder the wounded •
man s head Having done so. he rushed
to the gons and beat on it in a. *r*nzied I
summons As he went through the had
«ome instinct made him glance ur . and:
there, peering over the bgnister. he saw I
his wife’s white fa< e
Th* -’ght brought bark h’s anger and |
iea’ousv with a rush H* held up a I
«arning hand
"Go bark' h» said, sternly "Go ba'k,
This If no place for vnu
The man on the floor, dying ai be was.
smiled He *<n*w without seeing tn wnom
the warning was addressed. Contemptu
ous hatred In, ' ed out of b<s eyes. domi
nating even the pain in them, as Bar- •
rington bent over him again
Ard a’ th* sight of bls white fa r * An
thony Barrington gave a startled < r-’
you' ha cajd “Os all men. >ou'
The man on the floor laughed.
"It’s quits at last, Ton', isn't it*?" h p
•■aid. fa inti \.
‘‘What were you doing in my wife?
-room”" Barrington asked.
Levasseur's Death.
For all his jealous anguish, he was Ailed
with profound pH\ at the man's condi
tion. and would have made ah effort tc.
stem the hemorrhage, nnb '«
hands bea» him feebl' away 4
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Lovelorn
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
TRY TO FORGET HIM.
Deal Miss Fairfax:
T am deeply in love n Ith s young
man. and wc had .1 quarrel quite some.
’lmc ago, and be is never th» same. He
seems to pay more attention to another
young ladv .
HEARBROKEX BI.OND,
I am sorry, my dear, if you love this
man. for It reall? looks as if ho cares
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po do that I? by taking interest in an
| other. Don't admit to yourself for a
moment that your heart is broken. I
am sure it isn't.
HE DOESN'T LOVE YOU.
Dear Miss Fairfax.
I am eighteen and am keeping
company with a young man four
years mt senior He tells of his
Jove so, me oft»n hut very eefdom
takes me out, although h« goes out
often, FLORENCE
Love expresses Itself in othei '•’•’R
j than words. If his love is genuine he
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Dear Miss Fairfax:
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