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L think could Recognize the fellow

| Il think I could Recognize the fellow
again if were to see him." said the
watchman.
Paxton asked several more questions
and then the watchman took his de-
parture. Stanmore, too, withdrew and
the detective found himself alone.
The watchman's story had confirmed
his theory that the man who had the
skeleton keys and wax Impressions was
the assassin Of John Oakburn or the
confederate Of the murderer
But Paxton determined to place Levi
Xredge under surveillance, for he enter
tanned suspicion of the janitor which
had been materially STRENGTHENED By
rne lnrormauon that Stanmore nad
| given him.
That very day the detective placed
one Of his most reliable assistants on
| Kredge's track, and he also directed
| another co-laborer to shadow the
brokers-Pratt & Weeks.
] The quest for the man who had taken
| Stuart Harlands coat and whom the
watchman had seen at the door Of Gar
| rison's Office was continued, and Paxton
| began to think he had the game we'll In
hand.
Little did he anticipate the startling
to follow, as he advanced in the cam
paign against the mysterious assassin.
When Stanmore found himself in the
street at the conclusion Of his interview
with Paxton, he turned to cab stand,
vehicles, he directed the driver to pro-
\ b 30 nor
| Marks & Book have Uniformed me
that Pratt & Weeks are the unfortu-
nate brokers' pressing creditors. The
| loss of the money which has found it's
way into the hands Of those Wall street
| bandits may place Garrison at their
| mercy" said Stanmore, mentally.
While ho was approaching Jason Gar
risons home Daniel Pratt was leaving
| the brokers' residence.
An hour previously, while Garrison
was wondering why he had otyet heard
from his importunate creditors, there
| came loud ring at the doorbell, and
servant admitted Pratt.
Garrison received him In the library,
and stormy scene ensued. Recrlmina-
tions were exchanged, and both men
! were enraged. Pratt persistently de-
manded his money, and controlling his
passion said: - -:=s~---s ~--- !.
"0n Account Of the loss which you have
sustained by the robbery, we have de-
layed calling on you, but now we can
wait no longer"
"You know I am unable to meet your
demand. The theft Of the money with
which had meant to pay you prevents
my doing so. II you would grant me
timer"
Impossible; my partner will not con-
sent"
Can I make no terms with your"
Pratt did not Immediately answer, but
he made the transit of the room several
times, while he furtively glanced at Gar
rison.
Finally, as though he had arrived at
g decision upon some point which he
had been considering, he said in q low
voice: -.--.-~
Mr.. Garrison, there Is one way IN
which all this might be arranged without
inconvenience to yourself
How do you mean?" asked Garrison,
eagerly.
Il admire your daughter!"
.Sir!" thundered the broker.
Hear me; am honorable in what I
say. would make your daughter Edna
my wife.
But If you consent your debt will be
cancelled. promise you that.
Your proposition is an insult. 1
would choose rather to see my daughter
in her grave. Col Leave my house,
you Internal scoundrel, for shall do
you an injury" cried Garrison.
White with rage Pratt fastened from
the room, but at the door he paused and
hurled back the threat:
"I'll turn you into the street; I'll
beggar you unless you think better Of
| this. You shall have one more chance.
| I'll call at 6 o'clock for your final an
| swer."
The street door banged behind him
moment later.
| Edna Garrison had heard all.
It chanced she was in an apartment
| adjoining the library, and the voices OF
the two men, raised in anger as they
were, reached her distinctly.
| Edna joined her father as soon as he
was alone.
You are my own dear, dear father.
| You spurned that villain as you should
| have donel" she cried, throwing her
arms about his neck.
Jason Garrison caressed the golden
head that nestled affectlonateIy on his
| bosom, and he said:
The future looks dark for US, my
dear. My greatest hope now Is that l
may be able to negotiate loan on my
Colorado property. I did not dare to
| mortgage it before for fear Of spelling
the sale, which I thought was sure to be
made. Fortunately, Pratt & Weeks
! do not know that own real estate in
Colorado and they will not seize that
I'VE will hope for the best, father,
answered Edna, cheerfully.
A few moments subsequently, while
father and daughter were still convers-
| ing, the bell rang again, and Immediate
| ly the brokers' servant presented Rich
ard Stanmore's card.
-Stanmore, muttered Garrison, Il
know no one Of that name, but you may
| show the gentleman here"
Edna retired, and Stanmore entered
the brokers' Office.
Stanmore introduced himself, and
short conversation ensued which We need
not dwell upon.
Suffice it to say that when Richard
Stanmore took his departure, as he pres
emily did, Jason Garrison held his check
for the sum Of seventy eight thousand
dollars.
You have saved me from ruin, said
Garrison, whose gratitude was bound
less, as they parted at the door.
DO not mention it, sir. It affords me
| pleasure to think that am foiling the