of certain peremptory rules found on nice calculations of the social mind. In the field of crime,

uld have been greatly

met at the railway-stati

ad killed

de of the public would not have been the same in either case. The public would have considered the killing of Mazarine bef

night without an audience, secretly-however

our, but a protest against the thing being done under cover, as it were, unhelped by popular observation. Also, to the Askatoon mind, that one man should kill an

have any doubt as to w

a moment after the bo

aight to the police, and

w it. He stated

place on the afternoon after the crime had been committed. It was held at Tralee. G

every ear was strained as he described his coming upon the isolated wagon and the dead man with the reins in hi

in the face of staggering circumstantial evidence. To Burlingame's mind Orlando was not the man to kil

htforwardness filled him with confidence. Also men of rude sense, like Jonas

mined the body, and there were no marks save bruises at the throat. In his evidence he said that enormous strength of han

ybody moved impatiently. It was certain he was referring to the absent wife. The idea of Louise committing such a crime, or being able to co

o woman in the hemisphere could have committed th

m. "The widow, Mrs. Mazarine, is

ained with my wife and myself until twelve o'clock. The murder was committed before twelve o'clock. Mrs. Mazarin

saw Mrs. Mazarine at the house of Mr. Doyle last evening between the hours of eight and ten o'clock. To- d

and the dead man at the Cross Trails the night befor

however, that he had seen no struggle of any kind, though he had seen Orlando close to the corpse. Questioned by the Coroner, he described the scenes be

hether Orlando showed

at Orlando seemed stu

ando had shown the great

hen he threatened Mazar

nly in the town. He w

to him. This he

crime; but the Coroner would not permit the question. The Coroner added that it was only the duty of the witness to state what he had

lando, which must lead to his arrest. Two constables were in close attendance, and were ready to take charge of the man who, above all others, or so it was thoug

e added, however, that if, as the Coroner seemed to suggest, he himself was under suspicion, it ought to appear to all that to have murdered Mazarine in the circumstances would have put in jeopardy an

-breed woman and a Chinaman, servants of th

went to it again, raised the beard and looked at the neck. Coming back to his place, he nodded to himself. He had a clue. Now he understood about the enormous strength which had killed Mazarine practically without a struggle. He had noticed more than o

the day before. He advanced to the Coroner with both hands loosely hanging in the great sleeves of his blue padded coat, his eyes blinking slowly underneat

he speak. He have

handed it to the Coroner and t

his note from Li Choo the Chinaman, sometime employed by the d

I kill. That Mazaline kicked me, hit me with whip; where he kick, I sick all time. I not sleep no more since then. That Louise, it no good she stay with Mazaline. Confucius speak like this: 'Young woman go to young man;

brown skin polished like a kettle, expressionless, save for the twinkling mystery of the brown eyesm

him. He gleat man. He spe

e?" asked t

crifice before you take him. He gleat man-come." He slip-slop

ot-house used for storing vegetables in the winter-time. It had not been used since Mazarine arrived at Tralee. Into this place, nor far from the house, Li Choo and his two

ay. He was one of the two who, in their sudden coming and going, had seemed like magic people to Mazarine the day before. He m

azarine. So be it. It is right for him to die. You will hang him; that is your law. He will not prevent you. H

r made a move forward, as though to show they

em. "Not yet," he said. Then he looked at the Cor

les back. "All right," he said.

y. "I have learned English for many years. I am the son of Duke Ki. I came to s

"Chinese dukes, eh! What's it all about?" "Reg'lar hocus-

of the root-house, and there was the tinkling of a bell. Then a voic

an at the door to the Coroner, as he

d from the doorway of the root-house, from the threshold

ted the eyes of thos

ound the walls were hung curtains of black and yellow, decorated with dragons in gold, and above, suspended by cords at the four corners, was a rug or banner of white ornamented with a great tortoise-the sacred anim

treamers hanging down. Half enclosing the banners were fanlike screens. Along the walls also were flags with toothed edges. The figure was seated on a mat of fine bamboo in the midst of this strange scheme of decoration. Behind him, and drawn straight across the chamber, was a sheet of fine white cloth, embroidered with strange designs. He was clothed in a rich jacket of blue, and a pai

with them came and stood on the right of the space occupied by the mat, near to the

ignified. It had an impassiveness which made an interminable distance between him and those who had till now looked upon him as a poor Chinky, doing a roustabout's work on a ranch, the handy-man, the Jack-of-a

his black eyes struck with a sense of awe all who saw. It was absurd that Li Choo, the hireling, "Yell

se. It was interpreted by the Chinaman standing on the

in my own land. It was by the Yang-tze-kiang, and there were riches and pleasant things in the days of my youth. In the hunt,

concerning the city when there was war, but his counsel was that of a traitor, and the city was lost. Now behold, it is written that he who has given counsel about the count

n of Heaven that this should be. But those who were in office with me would not kill me, because they approved of what I did. Yet they must kill me, since it was the law. What w

law, and so through the long years I have done low work among a low people. This was for atonement, for long ago by the Yang-tzekiang I should have died, and behold, I have lived unti

n people, my mouth filled with rice, and the meats, and grains and fruits of sacrifice be placed on a mat at the east of my body when I died; that the curtain should be hung before my corpse; that I should be laid upon a mat of fine bamboo, and dressed, and prepared for my grave, and put int

end. So, these my kinsmen came, these of my family, to be with me at my going, to call my spirit back from the roof-top wit

said: 'The great mountain must crumble; the strong beam must break; the wise man must wither away like a plant.' So it is. It is my

out doing good. There should be some act among the low people by which I should be remembered. So, once again, I killed a man. He coul

ands, with the whip, with his feet, stamping upon me on the ground? Was that to be, and he live? Were the young that should have but one nest to be parted, to have only sorrow, if Joel l

kill me who has killed a low man; but my friends by the Yang-tze-kiang were glad that the ruler died, and

is robe he took a little box of the sacred tortoise-shell, pressed his lips to it, opened it, poured its contents u

t still with eyes closed and hands clasped in his long

n at the right of Li Choo looked steadfastly at him; then, all at once, he bared his shoulders and quickly bound a piece of sackcloth round h

turned to the north, was calling his spir

the Chinaman beside Li Choo leaped thrice in fro

e forward. He who had leaped stood

Choo, the superior man,

, and you shall be alone with him, but the law must know that he is dead.

ped, felt the pulse, touched the heart and lifted u

and he came back agai

of this," he added. "He

here. He has killed h

hand in a

the body down upon the bamboo mat. At the doorway the other son of

g Doctor set out to tell Louise that a "low man," once her husband, had paid a