Waterbury evening Democrat. [volume] (Waterbury, Conn.) 1887-1895, 1894-05-19

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can't afford to countenance any under
handedness, you know. like to know
the nature of any mail I'm carrying
! Belfry is cautious, or he's nothing"
| Maxey smothered his secret contempt
and smiled.
"Well,'' he questioned, "and what
did the letter say?"
"The letter said, - replied Mr.. Belfry,
marking off the words ON the tips of the
| fingers of not superlatively clean hand,
| "the letter said: 'Leander Dye-Come
| to me in the evening at 16 Livingston
| street. Come for your own interests and
fail to come at your peril. I have some
money for you. The sister. That was
the only signature. What do you think
of that?''
Maxey was silent.
GAS for me-" went ON the sly land
lord, 'all these circumstances look
queer.
''What did Mr. Dye leave in his
room?''
HE left two trunks locked and moth
ing in them but old clothes, one of them
women and the other mems There
warn much ffnery. His rent amt up
for over two months, you understand. !"
81 understand. What sort of a looking
man is Mr. Dye?''
"Belfry's notion of it is that he's
some very badly run down parson. Bel
fry may be wrong but that's the way
he sizes up L. Dye He might have been
enjoying himself too much and the con-
gregation got down on him. It's my ex-
perience, Mr.. Maxey, after years in the
lodging house line, that most of the re-
verses Of this world can be traced, more
or less direct, to shy-canery. If a mans
down and you go hunting around in his
records for the reason Of it, 40 to
you'll run against a piece of shy some
where, and bigger rather than hitler,
generally, too. That's Belfry's ulti-
matum. -
The sly landlord might have moralized
for half an hour if the impatient MaXey
had not interrupted him:
ct understand all about that. But
what am after now is Mr.. Dye. Can
you tell me the exact date of his coming
and his disappearance?''
Mr.. Belfry referred to greasy pocket
diary.
HE came on Dec. 7, Mr.. Maxey, and
he went on Dec. o.
Maxey' hair rose at once, but he con-
trolled himself and went on:
Every well, Mr.. Belfry. Inow have
a proposition to make to you-one that
may prove exceedingly profitable to
yourself. If you will by hook or crook
gentle means if possible, forcible
means if accomplishing that Mr.. Dye
to my rooms the day he sets foot within
this house again, or failing to do that
keep him a prisoner until can be sent
for-if you can do this, will reward
you most literally. Meantime 1 shall
probably see you again very soon.
Maxey, having transacted his business,
arose to go The landlords eye rested
abstractedly on the $40 bill lying on the
table, but again he did not seem to see
it.
''Belfry is always glad to accommo-
date q gentleman, he said 81 want
no pay for what do. I'll see that the
rascal is kept for you or brought to you
for the sake Of helping gentleman in
trouble. 1t will be all right sir. Trust
Belfry. If he ever sets his foot in this
house again, you will know it, if you are
at home, within 80 minutes.
"And be sure" cautioned Maxey,
"that he sees me before he reads that
letter.
The sly landlord chuck1ed and deliv-
cred himself Of comprehensive wink.
"I'm not an idjet," he murmured,
whatever 1 am, and Pm somewhat
used to shy, Mr.. Maxey-shy for short,
you understand. -
"By the way" suggested Maxey,
turning almost on the doorstep as
thought occurred to him, ''of course you
don't know who lives at IS Livingston
street?''
ooh, don't 1, though? may mention
that Belfry looked that up at once.
She's widow, and she's very rich and
very stingy. Her name is Forsythe. -
There was a ringing in the artists
ears as he went out into the lighted
street again. All the way back to Bal
lavoine place four little words of the sly
landlord were sounding in his mind:
''Her name is Forsythe.
Was it possible that this was the lady
whom Lamar was to marry?