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"You Were not at the club Iaat night, at two or half past `two, H. Stanleigh Storme. You were here In this very house!” Storme looked at her curiously. "I--was-here, in this house?" he repeated In a dazed sort of way. "Int this house?' "In this house," repeated Miss Du- mont. "I saw yon here." Storme put hie hand upto his head. Ile caught her no- the arm. ' "Tell me," he said with a queer look, "Did I come, back? What did I do? Did the others -- your guests - see me? Were they still here? Tell me about it." "They were not here," returned she. "They had gone. You came later. A- a burglar visited us last night, and ycu "Did I ---did I shoot 'him", queried the man. "Shoot him!" exciaaimed the girl. "You were the burglar yourself -it was you who broke in and entered the house," • Storme looked at her for a moment as though he thought she had gone crazy. Then he started forward as if shot, and with his eyes startling from thetr sockets, and his arms waving wildly in the air, he threw himself into a chair and covered his face with b is hands. "Good God," he exclalmd brokenly, after a long while, "is that the thing I've come to -is that the secret of my life -my livelihood?" CHAPTER XIII. • A Dinner at the Club. Livingstone Dreddlington was the. swellest thing in town. He was the spendthrift millionaire of the place. He flattered himself that he kept up the pace with the best of them. ''When I do a thing, Storme," he would say, "I do it; and don't you for- get it." But if Dreddlington kept up the pace, ft was clear to him that Storme made :it. Storme had many admirers. Dred- dlington of' all those was the most ardent He did the things ,and said the things that Storme did and said. Storme, to him, was the essenceof allthat was chic and dashing and ex- clusively fashionable. Some weeks now had elapsed since the great trial of the people versus N. Stanleigh Storme, No one was more enthusiastic over the outcome than Dreddlington him- self. It supplied him with an all en- grossing topic of conversation, and it furnished him with a mighty inspira- tion. He would give a dinner on the most magnificent scale. Storme should be the guest of honor. It would be the talk of the town. He consulted Storme about it. Storme acquiesced with delight. He was appreciative and became enthusiastic about the thing. He even suggested some of the details of the• affair.. Itwas to be • a freak dinner on a breakneck scale; find more than all, a dinner commemorative of the great trial. The invitations, which of course came out two weeks ahead of time, were freaks in themselves. They were in the shape of subpoenas to' testify, with big readseals,. and even the ge- nuine signature of the county clerk. The sheriff, a personal friend of both of the men, volunteered the ser- vices of one of his deputies to serve the. invitations personally on the in- vited guests. This idea, as may be guessed from the weak, sickly humor It involved, was the idea of Dred- dlington. The newspapers, when they finished roasting the police department, took up the freak dinner for all it was worth. They lauded it to the firmament. They printed tascimiles of the invita- tions nvita-tions and also of the menu, whichhad been designed in advance by Canon. the caricaturist. Canon was a member of the club; nevertheless' he sent in his little bill to Dreddlington, and Dreddlington paid it on the spot. Canon . fixed up highly illuminated copies of the indictment, and the ver- dict of the jury, and the menu -the whole inclosed in a miftecnt Cover representing on the front the prisoner, Storme, In the act of breaking into a bank in a fulldress suit, and on the rack a striking likeness of the same ;entleman in prison garn,ruefuly con= templating the outlines of a nearby penitentiary. ' The dinner cost Dreddlington one hundred dollars a cover, and there were fifty covers. The whole thing was stupid and boyish enough, bat the newspapers considered it excru- ciatingly funny. The town laughed at it and talked about it, and waited . for it. To cap the climax, the host invited every malt on the jury panel to attend -and every aattended. nun The judge also was invited. These were Stormes suggestions - and he had good reasons for them. The thing began at 10 o'clocit. lt.verybody was on Mind but Storme. lie turned up five minutes late. He had had an engagement he ex- enined, and had bad to burry, He erred breethlelsd and out of sorta tin commit!? sat doWti•fifty men in '!. , '"'You're looking pretty pate tonignt,. Storme,' remarked the sheriff in the middle et a course. "Are you ill? You look as pale as you did that night the Dank was robbed, when you lost that five hundred to the judge." Storme smiled and shook his head. "I'm all right," he Bald. "I'm tired tonight -- that's all." "Well, your'e moat awful pale," re- peated the sheriff. "And i.. you were that .night." There weep few speeches. The guests, being all sor.te and conditions of men were baclind-d to be a bit boisterous. The sheriff, who didn't enjoy speech -making, rose from his chair and walked up and down the room. The dinner, of course, was about over. Storme was called upon. He rose, and as he did so his face grew paler than before. "Gentlemen," he began in a hesita- ting volce, "there's something 1 have to say to you. Something of serious import. I -I have been, in a measure, sailing under false colors. I—" He stopped, for the jurymen at the other end of the table were squabbing among themselves and he . could. not make himself heard. • "Go on! Go on!" somebody cried. "Bully for Storme!" They had not comprehended the im- port of his words or what he meant. Theylook it for the s r f one tato of Storme's usually witty speeches. '\;Gentlemen," he resumed, "I—" He stopped. The• sheriff, roving restlessly around, had strolled over to the ticker. He held the tape listlessly in his hand for a short space of time. Suddenly the instrument began to tick away like mad. "Great Scott!" exclaimed the sher- iff. "Hold on there, Storme. Say, you fellows, listen here. The First National was cracked tonight andfour hun- dred and fifty thousand taken from the vaults. That's a fact- look here if you don't believe it. Wait a minute." He sprang to the telephone and called up. headquarters. "Tell us about it," he said to the man at the other end of the line. "It's the sheriff talking to you. "It's that man Burke," he explained to the crowd, with his hand on the mouthpiece, the receiver at his ear. "Yea, tell we about it, Burke." "Well," said Burke at the other end of Sae line, "it was done the same as down .at Mordaunt's. •Bars sawed ,clean off. Window pane cut. Com- blsntion beat - an' four hundred an' fifty thousand gone. The coin was lyin' there to be sent out tomorrow. And say--" "Go on," .responded the sheriff. "Say," continued Burke. "I've got the man that did it clean to rights this time, sheriff, let me tell you 'that" "'Have you actually got him?" yelled. the sheriff, • "No," said Burke, "I haven't actual- ly got hint, understand, but I saw him at work all right. He got away this time, too -how he did it is more than I know. -but there's no mistake about the man, all right, all right and there wasn't any mistake before, either, let me tell you." "And the man?" queried the sheriff. "Well," responded Burke, "if it ain't the devil -and I'm saying it ain't this time -$Lit ain't the devil, it's H. Stanleigh Storme." The sheriff winked upon the crowd, who had. not heard a word. "Good for you, Burke," he replied, "and I hope you jug him, too." The sheriff rang off. "Gentlemen," he exclaimed to the waiting crowd about him, "I have the honor to . inform- you that the First National Bank was cracked at ten minutes after One o'clock this morning to the tune of tour hundred and fifty thousand -dollars, and the man that did It --honor bright now, gentlemen, this is from Burke at headquarters- theman that did it is the man that's sitting there -H, Stanleigh Storme, forsooth." A great shout of laughter went up from the guests. "Speech! Speech!" they cried in glee. But H. Stanleigh Storme, the guest of honor, did not join the general merriment. turned ale -m Hep ch paler p er than at any time before. • . "Great Scott," he muttered to him- self, "how could I have foreseen this thing this time - how could I have guessed this would occur tonight?" "Speech! ,Speech!" again they cried, his lips and began to speak, Suddenly he fell crashing across the table among the dihner plates --• he had fainted dead away. "By George," said the sheriff to the rest, "that's the only time 1 ever saw Storme take tbo much -but he's gene one this time allright." He laughed and the crowd laughed with him. CHAPTER XIV. The Second Charge. Ridiculous at it seemed, and not- withstanding the whole town knew that H, Stanielgli titOrmo was at the great dinner at the time, the police proferred the second grave charge against the man. And the grand jury, as in duty bound, indicted him once more. "phe day of trial approached. An- ,ther judge had ,been, ttefeoted the at.r a.a weew. first fudge had 'declined to preside at t trial which in his opinion was little better than * terve. The 'authorities were prosecuting and persecuting Storme with g vigor and persistence which puzzled the 7ewepapars tndthe town. The dietrlct attorney meant busi- . ess this trip --that was clear. Be was gloving heaven and earth to convict his man. And yet he was not altogether cer- ain. Left to himself, as a public airi- er, It was a question whether he would have pushed the case in the 'ice of public opinion . But it was a erious matter with the banks, and hey were putting up a lot of 'money, nd he could well afford to push the king for all that it was worth, The prosecution made a secret of its nformation and its movements. But his much leaked out ---that .the man who: robbed the bank had been post- ively identified by two policemen, a ounty detective, and a private man mployed by the Btnli-as no other han H. Stanleigh Storme, He had, however, as on • the prior erasion, skillfully eluded them. His .perations from start to finish had een cleverly executed, In fact, the man was a wonder nom every standpoint, He seemed to +nderstand the very essence of etre- He always worked alone, and he sever left any trace. All that he did h' as to pounce suddenly upon a bank, -ob it, and then disappear. He had no accomplices to "peach" '.eon him -he laid no plans to betray When the police were at one end ,f the town he was at another.• He seemed intuitively to know just the time to strike -he was a born burglar in every sense of the word. Of course there was a mystery -the district attorney wasmaking allow- ances for that. The city was a large cue, and a mystery was a difficult thing to solve. • • One half the town did not know the other half -the task would have been simple in a small place, but in a great city it was stupendous. There was one thing, however, that the county prosecutor was determined to do 1f he could not convict H. Stalileigh Storme, he proposed at' any rate to fathom the mystery and to convict some one. The counsel. for the defence needed but little preparation. To him the whole thing was even more prepos- terous than on the former occasion. And the popular sentiment was with him from the start to the finish. But H. Stanleigh Storme, who, of course, was out on bail, shut himself up for, a few days 'and prepared his own defense in his own way. Smug and sanguine as he had' been at every other time, he seemed worried now. "Damn that fellow," he muttered to himself, "1811 get even with bins if he tells. If he'd only keep his mouth shut. But he won't." How serious the matter was to him, and how thoroughly he prepared him- self for the ordeal, will 'be developed later. Day after day he sat by himself behind closed doors, mapping •and planning out everything to suit him- self. • . He appeared at his club as usual - they had the utmost faith in him there. He was careful to be seen in public places, and the smile never once left his face. Hia predicament made him More popular than ever. The sheriff and the judge and the uryeaen wouldrun across each other In the street. • • "Well," one would say, ''I suppose you're going - down to prove an alibi for Storme." Storme did not confine himself to inside preparation. He made a move that puzzled many people. Quietly he called upon each trades- man with, whom he kept an account and paid his bill no matter what it was. He drew checks on all his bank accounts and delivered them to trust - brokers' With instructions to draw out his accounts on a certain day and hour. He carefully examined all his. pri- vate papers and destroyed everything. The 'butt thing he'did before the day of, the trial was to.purchase a revolver of the very finest make.. It was a seven shooter. • . "I've never shot a man in' my life," he muttered , to himself. "but, by George, if I get caught like a rat in a trap, I'll shot, not one, but seven, and then—" And then he went to bed and slept all night -slept like a child. CHAPTER XV. The • Second Trial Begins. trial that the dtstrleCt or 11 a t ney really It was not until the day before the understood the situation. . He had been mystified before al- though he had .put up a bold front and kept a stiff •upper lip. But on. the day before the trial he received a bulky' letter many pages long, writ- ten in a masculine hand. It was signed "Wesley Warburton," a name hitherto unknown to him., The prosecutor shut himself up in his private office acid read the letter, it took him more than half an hour. When he had read it once, he turned back to the first page and started in again. It oceasibued him eonsldorable sur - Pr a more rise rid dell t. Tie ,_. buttoned gni It up in his breast pocket and kept intim, very mum, nbout it. 'Into courtroom, as was to be ex- pect.ed, was peeked to the doors. The Crowd was on hand long before niey Of the actors in the drama that was to be played. The juros in the former trial, and !n fact sill the fifty guests of the 'Jredd1higtoit dinner, occupied a large oLace in the center of the room. Hach pun .among them' had been subpoena- ilii by the defense. It was not until five tnfsutes of tem that Storme appeared. His counts- lance was ruddy, and he glanced around and smiled as though he were naught but an interester spectator. He never locked to better advantage than be did on this occasion. Not- withstanding his unconcern, however, he kept anxiously glancing toward the door from time to time, The district attorney followed, shook hands with the prisoners coun- sell, and bowed formally to the pri- soner. The Judge• was the last to enter. When he entered everybody rose. "Morning, gentlemen," he respond- ed esponded curtly, with a sort of side nod to the assembled audience. "Call the case," he commanded be- fore he had even reached his seat. "People against H. Stanleigh Start"e3" the crier announced. The prisoner's counsel rose and said he was ready to proceed, so did the district attorney. "Shackleton's, got• something up his sleeve -something that we don't know about," said/the prisoner's counsel anxiously to the prisoner at his side. "I know by his manner. We've got to look out for him." The prisoner nodded and smiled, and then dropped lazily back in his chair and looked around upon the crowd. The district attorney was very brief in his opening statement. He simply detailed the bare facts -that the First National Bank had been looted of a large sum, and that he would prove to the jury that H. Stanleigh Storme vas, beyond all question, the guilty man. He didn't say how he expected to do it -he simply stated, in. a perfunc- tory sort of way that he would do it The way he said it made no impres- sior: on the mind of anybody, except that of the counsel for the defense. He became more anxious as the: prosecutor proceeded. He didn't know wnat to make of it, Burke and the two offic;ers and the county detective -all of them men who knew the prisoner by sight -took the stand in turn. Their testimony was strong in every particular, and was of the same general character as. was Burke's upon the former trial.. It seemed impossible that four men could be mistaken; but then it seemed Ftrange that four men could permit A zriminal to escape as they had done; they could explain it only by the fact that the man who robbed the bank was a professional criminal of the greatest cleverness, and that he had been too slick for them. But they were certain' of the man. This testimony, however, strong as It was, served only to amuse rather than to convince the crowd, for every- body realized how completely formid- able was the defense. Even the judge who had presided rt the former trial was in the court- room, to help prove an alibi. It seemed as though the prosecu- tion's case was about at anend; but during the latter portion of the testi- mony of the county detective there was a lull in the proceedings caused by the fact that the defendant's coun- sel had raised . an objection to the ad- mission of a certain line of testimony. The district attorney, the bank's private counsel, and the counsel were grouped with their heads together about the judge's bench, :discussing vith the judge's the particular ques- tion before the court and 'its admissi- bility. • Many in the courtroom had watch- ed the 'prisoner, and had commented on his jaunty air. Apparently he was a man without a care in the world. Periodically he turned toward his friends en' the audience with a smile upon his face. Few noticed that as be turned thus he glanced furtively, but• regularly; :over the heads of, the crowd and at the door which closed the main entrance beyond. • He did :this riot once, but twenty times, and each time turned back with an Inaudible sigh`- of relief or disappointment. On one occasion he looked steadily. at the;door for a minute, or a minute and a half. Suddenly he changed color, and turned again and faced the fudge. A tall, dark man had been stem Mg at the entrance -he had just .ar rived. This man now forced his wa, through the crowd and up the center aisle, and, leaning over, addressed tar prisoner. The prisoner looked up, saw who it was, and immediaiiviy engaged the man In conversation. They talked long 1 andearnestly, 0 o but in low tones. There seemed to be protests on the one side -entreaties on the other. Thc. 1.:its of both men became flushed with anger and excitement. Finally the prisoner raised his voice e .> that it was audible in all parts of the room. wed1, go ahead and do. it then," he exclaimd in a loud voice, "youwhite livered hound. There was a hubbub ha the audience immediately. The attention of the crowd, which had been upon the judge and counsel, immediately became fo- fused on these two men. The lawyers on both side4 started back in protest at this unseemly inter- ruption. angry rtip tion. The Judge, at the un- accustomed disorder, started up and raised his gavel to pound it for si- lence, When half way up the gavel drop- ped frani his hand and fell to his desk with a great crash. Ile sprang up in astonishment. The lawyers, the officers, the crowd, were transfixed with surprise. There Was a universal gasp of as- tonishment from every man and wo- man, in the court room , Their me wag ',rl,led kb' Opeototifvberst4 them, And it War VW wonder! For there, in front at the judge and facing the court and jury, were two men, like on two peas -two R. Otan- Nigh tiltormes! Not a sound was heard -there was not the rustle of a skirt or the serape of a shoe upon the floor. The gather- ing was spellbound. The prosecutor was the tirst man to recover his senses. It may be, after all, that be was not quite so much surprised as he had seemed to be. He smiled significantly, and drew from his pocket a bulky manuscript The crowd now rustledexpectantly, and turned its eyes on the prosecutor, He drew himself up and bent his gaze upon the two men who were the center of attraction. "Is -is Mr. Wesley Warburton in courtn he said in a loud voice, with one eye on the two men and the other tee, the crowd. • Without any hesitation one of the two mien stepped forward. He glanced expectantly at the district attorney, as though g did not know exactly whatto do. "Take the witness • phair," cora- mended the prosecutor. , The man seated himself. He seem--• ed . somewhat nervous, as was natural. The prisoner looked on with appals. ent amazement at this new phase of the proceedings: Up to this time he had been calm, cool and collected-- now. ollected--now• he seemed embarrassed, and as though he knew not what to do. His agitation was apparent to all those present. He half turned toward the counsel for the defense, and then to the prosecutor, as though to pro- test in some way against the witness on the stand. Then he rose from the chair, where he had involuntarily seated himself, and addressed the court. "Your honor," he exclaimed in a strange, strained voice. The crowd gazed open mouthed. • The reporters of the several local dailies wrote fiercely on brown paper sheets and handed themto,, messengers •ger in- stant delivery at headquarters. - There was an air or terrible sus- pense. The man on thewitness stand sat and waited. He seemed to be himself again. The prisoner still stood looking at the court. "By: George!" exclaimed the sheriff to his neighbor, referring to the prisoner, "how pale he's turned! He's even paler than he was at the dinner the' other night." He sniffed with suppressed excite- ment. "This is getting mighty interesting, all right," he thought to himself. . Again the prisoners voice was heard. "Your honor," he exclaimed again. The court however, silenced him with a severe gesture, and he re- sumed his seat, but reluctantly, as though under protest. The district attorney, the synosure of all eyes, drew himself . up to his full height, and addressed the court impressively. "If your honor please," he said with an inclination of his head toward the witness, ""the facts in this case are so very peculiar; and the testimony of this witness is so unusual -in fact, sir, I have never in my experience heard of a case like this, or of a. story such as this witness can tell, although it is absolutely true - but the whole situation is so unique. that I shall ask him, without the for- mality of question and answer, to re- peat here in narrative form the state- ment which he has already been good enough to send to me in, writing. S. 'O1( .Zil"3OJLS BE CONTINUED.) (TO Cod Liver Oil With the Oil Takeo Out A Triumph for Chemical Science and Pharmaceutical • Skill, Oil from the liver of' the cod -fish has been used as a preventative of disease and a restorative for ages. . For a long time it has been the general opinion that the medicinal value of Cod Liver Oil was the greasy, oily part itself -itsonly drawback being the unpala- table, fishy taste of the oil. From the first experts have been try- ing to find means to make it more pala- table. They used to "cut" it with whiskey -take it in wine -flavor it with lemon juice -anything to get away from that abominable fishy taste and smell. Lots of people still take it in Emul- sion form, which is, nothing more than • "churned" oil -broken up -but stilt greasy, oily and a strain on the digestion. Doctors used to think it was the oil itself that built up the system -they were slow to find out that the oil was a distinct .drawback to the medicinal prin- ciples contained in it. + . indigestible, Crude oil is quite and will, in time, put the strongest stomach but of order. A way has now been discovered to do away with the grease and the smell, and yet retain all the medicinal propettiea of the liver. This is done by removing the fresh oil from the new livers. The , liver pulp is then reduced to the .form of an extract like beef extract. • Nyal's Cod Liver Compound is simply :this liver extract combined with an ex- tract of malt nd healing wild cherry.. It also contai " the true- hypophosphitea.. This comb' tion makes Nyal's Code Liver Com nd a delicious tonic- builds up t system, and makes yaw strong. t Take it when you feel yourself losing' your grip. It's a pleasure to take- even the children like it. Get a bottle to -day and wardoff disease, $1.00 for a large bottle. Your druggist r 'will cheerfully commend f i e t fuse be knows all about it. Sold and Guarantbod by W. S. R. Holmes, J. E. Hovey, W. A� McConnell, Clinton: • 1