Lyon County times. [volume] (Silver City, Nev.) 1874-1907, 1889-04-20

'Of course / was" retorted Kilsip, in q
satisfied tone of voice. "When told the
magistrate where found the coat, and re-
minded him of Moreland's acknowledgment
at the trial, that he had it in his possession
before the murder, soon got him to see the
necessity of having Moreland arrested"
''Half-past a." said Calton, pausing for a
moment at the door and looking at his watch.
sI'm afraid it's rather late to catch Moreland
today; however, I'll see what Thinton & Tar
bet know" and he went out.
Tho rest sat waiting his return, and chatted
about the curious end of the hanson cab mys-
terry, when, in about ten minutes, Calton
rushed in hurriedly and closed the door after
him quickly.
''Tato is playing into our hands," he said,
as soon as he recovered his breath. "More-
land called on Thinto1 G. Tarbet, as Kilsip
surmised, and as neither of them were in,
said he would call again before 5 o'clock. /
told tho clerk to bring him UP to me at once,
SO he may be here at any moment"
THAT is, if he's foolish enough to come,"
observed Chinston.
"Oh, he'll come" said the detective conf
IDENTITY, ratsling pair of handouts together.
"He is SO satisfied that he has made things
safe that he'll walk right into the trap"
1t was getting little dusk, and the four
men were greatly excited, though they con-
cealed it under an assumed nonchalance.
'What a situation for q DRAMA" said
Brian.
"Oniy," said Chinstdh, quietly, .'it is as
realistic as in the old days of the Coliseum,
where the actor who played Orpheus was
torn to pieces by bears at the end of the
play"
"His last appearance on any stage, I sup
pose" said Calton, little cruelty, it must be
confessed.
Meanwhile Kilsip remained seated in his
chair, humming an operatic air and chink-
ing the handouts together by way Of accom-
paniment He felt intensely pleased with
himself, the more so as he saw that by this
capture he would be ranked far above Gorby.
Sand what would Gorby sayi-Gorby who
had laughed at all his ideas as foolish, and
who had been quite wrong from the first
If only
"Hushl" said Cation, holding up his finger,
as steps were heard echoing on the flags out
side. "Here he is, believe"
Kilsp arose from his chair, and stealing
softly to the window, looked cautiously out.
Then he turned round to those inside and,
nodding his head, slipped the handouts into
his pocket. Just as he did SO, there was a
knock at the door, and, in response to Cal
tons invitation to enter, Thinton g. Tarbet's
clerk came in with Roger Moreland. The
latter faltered a little on the threshold, when
he saw Calton was not alone. and seemed
half inclined to retreat But, evidently,
thinking there was no danger of his secret
being discovered, be pulled himself together,
and advanced into the room in an easy and
confident manner.
"This is the gentleman who wants to know
about the check, sir" said Thinton g. Tar
bets clerk to Calton.
'Oh, indeed" answered Calton, quietly.
81 am glad to see him; you can CO."
The clerk bowed and went out, closing the
door after him. Moreland took his seat di-
rectly in front of Calton, and with his back
across the room in a nonchalant manner,
while Calton engaged Moreland in converse
tion and quietly turned the key.
"You want to see me, sira" said Calton, re-
suming his seat.
"Yes; that is, alone" replied Moreland,
uneasily.
"Oh, these gentlemen are all my friends" )"
said Calton, quietly; anything you may
say is quite safe"
"That they are your friends, and are quite
SAFE is nothing to me-" said Moreland, inso-
lently. Il wish to speak to you in private" !"
"Dont you think you would like to know
my friendsp said Calton coolly, taking no
notice of his remark.
3D. your friends, sir" cried Moreland,
furiously, rising from his feet.
Calton laughed, and introduced Mr.. More
land to the others.
"Dr. Chinston, Mr.. Kilsip, and-Mr. Fitz-
gerald"
Fitzgerald" gasped Morcland, growing
pale. "I-I-what's thatF he shrieked, as
he saw Whytes coat, all weather stained,
lying on a chair near him, and which he i'm
mediately recognized.
THAT is the rope that's going to hang
you," said Kilsip, quietly, coming behind
him, "for the murder of Oliver Whyte"
trapped, by G-I' shouted the wretched
man, wheeling round, so as to face Kilsip.
He sprang at the detectives throat, and they
both rolled together on the floor, but the lat
ter was too strong for him, and, after sharp
struggle, he succeeded in getting the hand
cuffs on Morelands wrists The others stood
around perfectly quiet, knowing that Kilsip
required no assistance. Now that there was
no possibility Of escape, Moreland seemed to
become resigned, and rose sullenly of the
floor.