The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1894-06-28

The physician lCGs too quick for him.
and laid grip Of iron upon his shoul-
der.
'It is Of no use, John, j." said the doc
tor, Il know you.
"Oh, for Gods sakep' the fellow
pleaded, in voice of terror "Let me out
Of this! shall be killed."
"Indeed Who will kill you?"
The man at once became mute, but
he trembled.
Now, john" said the physician in
quiet tone, you are going to tell me
the truth, or you will lose your situation
tomorrow. You know this man Dyer"
Il, sir?'' the man exclaimed, with an
air Of astouishment.
1T is useless for you to affect sur
prise, You are caught, you see. What
We're you doing here?"
only looking around, sir. That is
all, sir, as hone to live"
Hum. Well, now, John, it is Of no
use. will tell you plainly that it has
long been known to US that somebody in
Mrs Forsythe's household was in CORE.
spondence with this Leander Dye. We
have only been waiting to lay our hands
Oh the right man. We have found him
at last, and unless he is very, very care
full he goes at once to the police. Do
you understand me?"
eyes, sir. :"
"What do you say?"
The man shut his lips tightly togeth-
er, and then answered:
Nothing, sir. "
There was something Of a grim reso-
luton in his face which made Lamar
uneasy. Nevertheless he persisted:
every well, then, You will come in
here with me, and | will lock you up
until we can get an officer"
The man began to expostulate in gen.
uino alarm.
Lamar cut him short:
Enough of that! viii you tell me
what ask, or must | do as l threaten
ed?"
Tho man seemed to be greatly dis.
tTessed. Ee looked at Lamar, and he
looked at the wall. He appeared at q
less for words. Suddenly he uttered o
dGapariug cry:
Well doctor, you let me drive my
team home and l will come back and
stay rs long as you like"
Your team, eh? Perhaps you will
point out this team to me?"
"Oh, no, no! That was mistake,
sir, Let anybody go with me and see
that l come back safe. I haven't got
any team. "
Lamar at once turned back into the
room, dragging the unfortunate coach.
man by the collar,
"MaXoy," he asked, "do you feel
competent to deal with this MANI"
The artist smiled grimly.
every we'll, keep him here till come
back. shall be gone but a moment" "
The door was closed and locked. La
mar ran down into the street.
a single glance to the left and the
right along the lighted way showed him
that the place was wholly deserted. The
cold night wind from the river smote
him i'll the face He hurried down the
steps and up to the main avenue.
A number of vehicles were passing in
either direction, but there was no car
riage standing by the curb as far as he
could see.
Still he did not feel quite satisfied.
He went along to the next street, extend
ing to the river, parallel with Balla-
voine place. When he reached the COR
ner, his pulse gave great leap.
A close carriage was drawn up by the
sidewalk, little way down toward the
river. The horses were covered with
blankets, and the drivers seat was va
cant. A dozen rapid steps and Lamars
hand was on the door Of the carriage.
The handle turned, and he was peering
in.
A street lamp on the other side Of the
way shown through the opposite win
dows and dimly Illuminated the inte-
rior.
Lamar saw woman closely yelled.