Arizona republican., 1898-02-11
From Clue to Climax.
By Will N. Harben.
(Continued From Yesterday.)

we must approach the place more more casually, so to speak, than that Suppose we had crossed there, some one In the house might have seen us and been aware of our approach"
 '.You are right: I never thought of that Henceforth I'm going to hold my tongue and act ,nly as you direct,' said Dr. Lampkin.
 Well go to the end of the block, and cross over," Hendricks returned. His brow was wrinkled, and the doctor saw that he was inwardly disappointed about sc..ething. They had reached the end of the block and crossed over before Hendricks spoke again: ''I may be sadly mistaken, but I am afraid we are on a wild-goose chase. The house looks like the respectable home of mid dle-class people. If it had been lodg- ing house, or cheap boarding place, the outlook would ha e cen more encour- aging"
 "Iiow do you know it isn't one or the other?' asked the doctor.
 Door plate, for one thing; and then Ef is too clean," was the reply, just as they reached the steps, Now we'll see what name is on the plate. By love. hang me if it isn't Champney! 1 don't like things that look so easy"
 A servant girl answered the ring.
 Docs Frederick Champney live here?" asked the detective.
 The girl stared for an instant in sur prise, then she recovered herself with a start, as if she had suddenly recol- kected something.
 'oh, l suppose you're the teacher" she said. ''He is upstairs, arstudyin' his lessons. I'll call him."
 Hendricks bowed.
 'We'll wait for him in the parlor," he said, glancing into room on the right of the hall.
 s'Very we'll, sir. He'll be right down" The girl closed the outside door, and went up the stairs. Dr. Lampkin sat down. watching his companions face euriously. Hendricks remained stand ing where he could observe the stairs through the half-open door. He bent towards the doctor.
 ''Ill do the talking. It is well that she takes us for some one he is waiting for It may throw him off his guard, unless he suspects-Hang it! 1 feel as If | ought to have gone up to his room" He put his hand into his sack coat pocket, and, with a cautious look into she hall, drew out a revolver and handed II to Lampkin. Hide it, but have it Eeady to draw. Remember, we don't know what sort of man we are going to meet. nor his humor. Let me manage kTn. but if he should happen to get the drop on me, come to my assistance"
 ''AII right" replied the doctor. ''You can depend on me-
 Hendricks took another look into the hall
 q hadn't the slightest idea we should run up on this,'' he said. T told you 1 wanted treatment for stupidity. Some thing is radically wrong with me. Sht''
 There was sound of footsteps on the dcar overhead, chatter on the stairs. and boy II or 12 years of age, very neatly dressed, came into the room hur- riedly- He stopped short, and his eyes widened in astonishment.
 Fl beg your pardon" he stam- mered, flushing. Sarah told me my asa6ip had come-and-and wanted
 me-.
 ook of perplexity darted across the
 of the detective, and for moment
 Ire was an awkward pause. Then endricks said:
 -We wanted to see Frederick Champ ssy on matter of business. Does he live here?''
 That's my name, sir.'' said the boy. timidly.
 Perhaps it is your fathers also," sug gested Hendricks, in a reassuring tone. My father is dead" replied the boy. His name was Stephen H. Champney." Then you are the only Frederick 9yhampney in the familv?"
 res, sir The boy spoke slowly. and then ended with start. His glance wavered under the sharp gaze of the de- tective, whose face had undergone a remarkable change. When Hendricks spoke, his voice sounded to Dr. Lamp Kin strangely harsh and firm:
 '-I received a letter from this street and number. It was signed Frederick Champney. Did you write it?"
 The boy suddenly fell to trembling and his face worked in an effort to con- trol himself, but he hung his head in silence. Hendricks repeated his ques- ton, but still the boy would not reply. He looked towards the hall, as if he sished to escape.
 Seeing this, Hendricks stepped be- tween him and the door.
 T may as well be plain with you, my boy" he said. T am a detective, legal Ey authorized to arrest anyone sus- pected of law-breaking. A letter of sery grave importance has been written aver your name. If you know anything about it, and won't tell me, l shall be compelled to arrest you on suspicion. The boy stared into Hendricks face for an instant in abject terror; then he burst into tears. He darted towards the door, but the detective caught his
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