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«yye areadiui news to vel you, sir; god Mr. Frank said to let you know it | quick, $0 as you could come there at | epee.”
Jasper Lamotte stares in angry aston- jshment, scarcely taking in the meaning af the none too lucid sentence.
“Well, sir,"’ he says, shortly, what are you talking about?”
" This time the man came at once to the point. :
“Mr. Burrill has been murdered, sir. They found him this morning in an old | cellur, close by Doctor Heath's; and they
say, sir—"” ta “What! what do you say? Burrill—’
“Yurtiered, sir—killed dead—stabbed | right through the heart, sir. They are sir. They are
anxious for you to come, going to have an inquest right there.’’ “Prive there, at once,’’ cried Mr. La- motie, hoarsely. ‘‘T must see for myself,’’ and he sinks back upon his seat, pale
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Meantime the carriage containing the portly gentleman arrives at the hotel. | The rain is still falling, and the gentle- man steps hurriedly from the carriage and across the pavement—so hurriedly, | indeed, that he jostles against a boy | who is passing with a tray of ivory carv- | ings and pretty scroll-work.
Down comes the tray, and the gentle- | man, who is evidently kind-hearted, cries | out :—
“Why, boy! Bless me, but I’m sorry! Didn't see you, upon my word. Pick your wares up, sonny, and take stock of the broken things, then come in and I'll make it all square. Just ask for Mr. Wedron, and don't be bashful,’’ and he bustles into the office of the W— House, where he calls for the best room they can give him, registers as ‘‘C. A. Wedron, att’y, N.¥.,’’ and, asking that he might have dinner as early as possible, he goes at once t® his room.
“J say,’’ he calls to the porter who brings up his valise, ‘‘when that young | image boy comes, just send him along to | me; I owe him some damages.’’
A few minutes later, the boy enters the office and deposits his disordered tray apon a chair.
“Come along, you,’’ calls the porter, gruffiy. “‘The gentleman's looking for you.”
“Wait a minit, can’t ye?’’ retorts the boy coolly. ‘‘I jest want to take account of stock.”’
He drops on one knee and rearranges his tray with great care and no haste.
“There!’’ he exclaims, rising at length with a chuckle of satisfaction. ‘‘I reckon that big bloke’ll be about two fifty out | after I call.'’ And he takes up his tray | and says to the porter: ‘‘Now, then, | give us the address.”’
“Twenty-one,"’ he replies, and the boy ascends the stairs, and unceremoniously opens the door of twenty-one.
The gentleman, who stands at the window, turns quickly at the sound of | the opening door, and when it has closed behind the boy, he advances and asks in a low tone :—
“How lies the land, George? any news?’’
“I'm sorry, sir,’’ replies the boy. ‘‘I was faithful to orders—but things have gone wrong.’’
“How, my boy?’
“The man you call Burrill was mur- dered last night.”’
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“Yes, sir, and I might have known who did it. This is the way it went, sir. I kept an eye on all of your men as well I could, curing the day, and kept the Widest eye on the short fellow with the wamp lay-out and the ugly fece. That was easy, for he lay low all day; so I managed to get around here two or three Umes during the afternoon, and I found that Mr. Belknap was laying low, too. He staid in and about the hotel all day, and, I think, all the evening. At nignt the tramp fellow began to show signs of life, and I piped him close. Early in the evening, at dusk, in fact, he went over the river and out toward Mapleton; on the way he met Burrill coming to town, and he faced about and stalked him back. Burrill lounged about a good bit, and then he went to the saloon you pointed | out to me; some fellows were waiting there for him, and they got about a table and carried things high, drinking every five minutes. My man kept a close look on the saloon, and seemed uneasy all the time; once he went in, and drank two beers, but he did not venture near Bur- mill and his party. By and by, I think it Must have been ten o'clock or iater, Bur- rill came out from the saloon alone: he Was very drunk, and Staggered as. he Walked away. He turned south, and my man came out, as I supposed, to follow. But, Instead, he took a short cut to the bridge and crossed over, hiding himself in the low hedge on the other side. He Staid there until almost morning, and then he seemed to be disgusted, or dis- couraged, or both. I staid close by, and tacked him back to his roost! Then 1 j turned in to get a little rest myself. I Was out early, and looked first after my
rowling abo Uneasily. He went to ‘the anita ca *eemed inclined to loaf there a bit; so I Went to look after Mr. Belknap. He was ae Visible, and so I lounged about, as it Was too —— get out my wares. Well, 10t long before my m Sut from old ‘Forty Rods,’ dam ted _ on the south road, and I kept on be- pron ag hefore we had gone far we ah arty of excited men, gathered oo the mayor's house, and learned
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The Diamond Coterie
By LAWRENCE M. LYNCH
Author of “A. Woman’s Crime,” “Joha Arthur’s Ward,” “The Lost Witness,” “A Slender Clue,” “Dangerous Ground,” “ Against Odds,” Etc., Etc.
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fell IN with the crowa, cal ers oun w It was an empty lot, right next to Doctor Heath's cottage; the body was down in an old cellar, and had been hastily buried by the murderers. They say it was Doctor Heath’s dog that first discovered the body.’’
He pauses, and waits for a comment, but none comes; the» gentleman stands with hands behind him, and head bent, as if still listening. For a long time, he stands thus, and then takes a turn or two about the room.
‘‘Why, George,’’ he says, at last. ‘I don’t see that you could have done _bet- ter. It was no part of our plan to have
| this murder happen, and it bids fair to
make us some trouble that we had not counted on. But we are used to that, George. So you think you might have known who did the deed?’
‘I might, sir, if I had followed Bur- rill; I felt all the time that he was the man to watch.’’
“Oh! with an odd smile; ‘‘your in- stincts are on the alert. However, you did right in disregarding instinct, and
obeying orders. Now then, be off sir, and until you have further notice, keep both your eyes on Mr. Belknap. By the by, when do they hold an inquest?’’
“‘At three o'clock, sir; they want to have Mr. Lamotte there.’’
‘*Well! that’s all, George; you had bet- ter dispose of your traps for the day, and look sharp after Mr. Belknap.”’
“All right, sir;’’ and taking up his tray, the little detective goes out, drop- ping back into his old impudent man- ner, as the door closes behind him.
‘*So, Burrill has been killed,’’ solilo- quizes the portly gentleman seating him- self before his cheery fire. ‘‘Well, that goes to show that we detectives don’t find out all the tangles. We are lucky oftener than we are shrewd. Now look, I fancied I had the game in my hands, and stepped into town this morning to throw my trump and win, and now, my game is blocked, and a new one opens against me,’’
CHAPTER XXVIII.
All that long morning Clifford Heath sat alone in his cosy parlor, and what his thoughts were no observer, had there been such, could have guessed. His fea- tures were grave, even stern, but there was no apprehension, no expectancy, no fear; nothing but calm gravity and in- flexible haughtiness could be discerned in the face that was sometimes bent over a favorite book, sometimes submerged in clouds of smoke from his big German meerschaum, but that never once turned toward the window that overlooked the scene of the morning's discovery. A!) day the sounds from thence penetrated to his ear; all day men were coming and going, with much loud talk as they passed his doorway, and much bustle and excitement. But, Clifford Heath might have been deaf and blind, so little in- terest did he manifest in the sights and sounds that were attendant upon the scene of John Burrill’s low, rain-soaked bed of death. |
Crouched at his feet lay the great dog Prince, who had been comforted by hi« master for any harshness that he had suffered necessarily, and he now lay watchful but quiet, seeming to share, in a measure, the mooa of his master and best friend.
At one o'clock Mrs. Gray came in and spread hts luncheon beside him in tempt-
ing array, and the doctor laid aside his pipe, and, favoring Mrs. Gray with one of those kindly smiles that she always melted under to the extent of admitting to herself that her master was ‘‘a man who meant well, in spite of his horrid ways.”’
hen he drew his chair up beside the lunch table, and immediately set Mrs. Gray's good humor awry by indulging of his ‘‘horrid ways,’’ namely, the tossing of dainty bits to Prince, who caught them in’his mouth with much adroitness and without quitting his posi- tion upon the Turkish rug.
Finally, when Prince had received his share of Mrs. Gray’s dainties, the doctor fell upon the rest and made a hearty meal.
As he was washing down a_ tart with a large tumbler of claret, there came a knock upon the street door, and without
a moment's hesitation — indeed, with some alacrity—he arose to answer it in person.
Once more it was his neighbor, O'Meara.
‘*Come in, O’Meara,’’ said he, coolly. ‘ I’m just finishing luncheon,’’ and he led the way back to the parlor.
‘*T just looked in for a moment in my capacity of friend and neighbor, Heath,’’ said the little lawyer, briskly, at the same time seating himself near the table. ‘‘Later on I may give youa call in my professional capacity, but not now, not now, sir.’’
‘*Don’t do it at all, O’Meara,’’ said the doctor, with a short laugh; ‘‘I have no earthly use for a lawyer.”
‘‘No more have I for a medical adviser just this minute, sir; but I may need one before night.’’
‘And before night I may need a law- yer, O' Meara—is that it?’’
The little man shook his head.
“I'm afraid of it, Heath; I’m afraid of it, as things look now.”
‘‘And things look now very much as they did this morning, I suppose?’’
O'Meara nodded.
“Then, this is the prospect ahead—a
coroner's verdict thus: “"Deceased came to his death at the hands of Clifford Heath, M. D.;' and circumstantigl evi- dence thus: ‘Deceased has on several occasions been threatened by accused; he was found buried near the premises of accused, and upon his person was found a handkerchief bearing the name, Clifford Heath.’ This, and how much more I can't tell. It’s a beautiful case, O' ¥eara.’’
‘The little lawyer stared, astonished at his coolness,
‘*Don't underrate this business, Heath,”’ he said, anxiously. ‘‘I’m glad to see that it has not had the opposite effect on you. I’m glad to see plenty of pluck, but—’’
“But, there’s a strong case against me; that’s what you would say, O'Meara. I don’t doubt, and let me tell you that neither you nor I can guess how strong the case is; not yet.’’
‘Such an affair is bad enough, at the best, Heath; I don’t see anything in the case, thus far, that will hold up against an impartial investigation; as for other evidence, am I to understand—’”’
Clifford Heath bent forward, and lifted one hand warningly.
‘‘Understand nothing for the present, O’Meara; after the verdict come to me, not as a lawyer, but as a friend. and I will explain my language and—attitude; for the present I have nothing to say.”’
“Then I must be satisfied with what you have said,’’ replied the lawyer cheer- fully. ‘‘Of course you will be at the in- quest?”’
The doctor nodded.
“Well, having seen—and heard you, it is not necessary #& offer any sugges- tions, I see that,’’ and the lawyer arose and took up his hat, ‘‘and it won’t be policy for me to remain here too long. Count on me Heath, in any emergency. I’m your man.’’
“Thank you, O’Meara; rest assured such friendship is fully appreciated.’’ And he extended his hand to the friendly lawyer, who grasped it silently, seemed struggling, either to speak or to repress some thought, and then dropped it and want out silently, followed in equal silence by his host, who closed the door behind him, and then went thought- fully back to his claret.
‘*Zounds!’’ muttered Lawyer O’ Meara, picking his way back across the muddy street, and entering his own dwelling. ‘fo think of accusing aman of so much coolness, and presence of mind, of such a bungling piece of work as this. It’s a queer suspicion, but I could almost swear that Heath smells a plot.”’
At this moment a carriage drove hasti- ly by, all mud bespattered, and lying open in defiance of the rain.
‘*It’s Lamotte’s landau,’’ said the law- yer, peeping out from the shelter of his verandah; ‘‘it’s Lamotte’s carriage, and it’s Lamotte himself; I would like to see how he looks, just for one moment; but it’s too wet, and I must go tell the old woman how her favorite doctor faces the situation.’’
A. few moments after the landau had deposited Jasper Lamotte at the gate of the vacant lot, a pedestrian, striding swiftly along, as if cager to be upon the scene and sate his curiosity, case in among the group of men that, all day long, had hovered about the cellar.
‘‘What’s going on here?’’ he demanded of the first man upon whom his glance fell, ‘‘an—accident?"’
‘*Good Lord !’’ exclaimed the man, who was one of OM Forty Rod's customers; ‘‘where have you come from that you don't know a man has been killed!’’
‘Killed !’’
‘“‘Yes, murdered! stabbed and buried in this old cellar.’’
‘“‘Heavens, man! was—was he a citi- zen?’’
‘“‘Well, I should say! and a rum too. Why, you are a stranger to these parts if you don’t know John Burrill’.’’
‘*Never heard of him in my life, old Top,’’ replied the stranger. ‘‘I don’t live in these parts.’’
The man drew back a little, and _ see- ing this, the stranger came closer and laid one hand familiarly upon his arm, at the same time leaning nearer, and saying in a loud whisper :—
“Any of the stiff’s friends in this gang’’’
The satellite of ‘‘Old Forty,’’ who had at first seemea somewhat disposed to resent too much familiarity on the part of the stranger, turned toward him, drew closer, and allowed his features to relax into a grin of friendliness. He had not been so fortunate as to receive a morning dram, and the breath of the stranger had wafted to his nostrils the beloved, delicious odor of ‘‘whisky killers. ’’
‘*Hush!’’ he whispered confidentially, ‘‘that man over there the tall, good-look- ing one with the whiskers, d’ye mind—”’
‘Yes, yea! high toned bloker’’
‘Exactly; that's the dead man's father- in-law.”’
‘*Father-in-law, eh!’’
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chap,
‘*Yes, and that young chap beside him, the pale, handsome one, that’s his son.’’
‘*Whose son?’’
‘“‘The tall man’s son; Frank Lamotte's his name.’’
‘You don't say; good looking Found the assassin?’’
‘‘Not exactly, but they say—’’
‘‘Look here, pard, this sniffs of ro- mance; now I’m gone on romance in real life; just let’s step back among these cedars, and out of the crowd, where I can give you a pull at my brandy flask, and you can tell me all the particulars."’
And the jaunty young man tapped his breast suggestively and winked knowing- ly down at his new found friend.
‘*Agreed,’’ said the man, eagerly. and turning at once toward the nearest clump of trees.
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Smith,’’ said the stranger, as he passed over his brandy flask. ‘‘Now then, pard,
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fire ahead, and don’t forget get thirsty to notify Smith, peddler ”’
The man began his story, and the book peddler stood with ear attentive to the tale, and eye fixed upon Jasper La- notte.
(To be Continued.)
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