The Abilene reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1883-1888, 1885-07-16

pOIIdn1 TACT Is that / know you, Mr.
Anstruther Meadows" said Dr.. Jones,
in low voice.
The moment his name was pro-
nounced the man turned as white as
marble, while beads of perspiration
burst upon his forehead. He cast q
terrified glance at his visitors calm. de-
termined face and apparently realized
the useiessness of denying his identity.
care you detective?" he gasped.
my good sir. if you reflect you will
remember that l am a DOCTOR" re-
marked DR.. Jones quite soothingly.
80, yes; to be sure" said Meadows,
recovering himself. 'Well, how did
you find me oht?"
Il recognized you yesterday the mo-
ment set eyes on you. Notwithstanding
that you have shaved your mustache
and whiskers and dyed your hair" said
DIR. Jones. unblushingly. ''You see /
am not hostile to you.'
Thank God for thatr' murmured the
man.
Il suppose your design is to remain
here until the hue and cry has died out,
and then to quietly slip away when the
police have given you up" said the
doctor, smilingly.
That was what Ainslie did," re-
turned Meadows, mentioning another
notorious rascal.
"Well, it is an excellent plan, no
doubt. The police would never think
of looking for you here" laughed Dr.
Jones. However, to come to the
point. OF course | have no wish to de-
nounce YOU"
That is your game. is it?" cried
Meadows, with a fierce oath.
well, you see your secret is worth
something, said the unwelcome visitor,
in busness-like tones. Il should get
the reward of f5O0 by raising my finger
But l prefer-for my own sake, as well
as for yours-to make terms with you" 5"
II thought you were gentleman"
sneered Meadows.
the doctor, quiet unmoved. "But, after
all, the title is an empty one"
Hang You, then, name your price!'
cried Meadows, after a pause. Bal
myre has put you up to this; you are
both in the swim"
''Dr Balmyre has betrayed no con-
fidence," said DR.. Jones, pricking up
his ears. mo one has any suspicion of
my discovery"
"Well, l suppose | can rely on you?"
"Implicitly. lfyou give me my price
l shall be in your power"
"Well, YOU are cool hand, anyhow"
said Meadows, with laugh. ''But what
you say is true enough. Come, what is
it to be?"
Dr. Jones named his figure-an un-
commonly stiff one, Judging by the rage
and indignation of Mr.. Meadows. An
angry argument then ensued, which,
however, ended, through the doctors
firmneSs, in his terms being agreed to,
Meadows, accordingly, gave him u let
ter to an individual in the city, through
whose agency, in roundabout way,
the requisite sum was to be paid.
at is deuced hard lines that | should
have had to pay twice for coming to this
Internal place." grumbled Meadows at
the conclusion of the interview. ''How-
ever, as you declare Balmyre did not
put you up to it suppose it was an un-
lucky accident"
''Dr Balmyre has never breathed a
word to nae or to any one else," said
DR.. Jones, solemnly. Remember he
has his reputation to consider. My strong
advice to you is not to frighten him by
revealing what has PASSED to-day. This
for your own sake"
''And little for yours, dare say"
laughed Meadows. who. apparently.
could not help admiring his visitors
GOODNESS. However, perhaps you are
right Mum is the word for all of as" "
DR.. Jones did not pause to eXult over
the success of his maneuvre. He went
straight to the city in feverish haste,
and never rested until the ransom paid
by Meadows was safely lodged at his
bank. Then, having got rid of the
friendly bailiff, and sent round checks
to his most pressing creditors, he in
dulged in delightful self-congratuations
and reveled in the agreeable prospect
of continuing his professional career
with his debts paid and a substantial
sum standing to his credit.
at only shows he murmured COM
placently to himself. ''that some people
are destined to make fortunes and 9th
ers amt. Look at that fool Graves.
He suspected the man was Shamming
when | didn't, and yet he never
troubled his head to get to the bottom
of the mystery. Graves will probably
die workhoIse surgeon, when | shall
be baronet rolling in wealth. For, Dy
Jovei there is more to be made ont of
this business. I'm not going to let Bal
myre off-the sly old Fox! / could ruin
him if | liked; but won't. l flatter
myself l know trick worth two of that.
By Jover' he added, energetically slap
ping his knee. He has an only daugh-
ter, and he is as rich as CrPsus. I'll
keep his secret, but I'll be his son-in-
law, or my name is not Clarence Jones. "
London Truth.