The Wellington enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 1899-1900, 1899-04-05
CHAPTER MI.

Lampkin were seated in the Office of
Prof. Westcott, the celebrated interna-
tional handwriting expert. They could
see the gray-headed gentlemen in the
adjoining room bending over the papers
the detective had, two hours before,
submitted to him.
"And If he should agree with Miss
Huntington that the letter was written
by Gielow, what then?" asked Lamp
kin.
Hendricks shrugged his shoulders.
"I'd be compelled to believe him, as
much as it would upset certain theory
CT mine. He knows his business; he
never has been mistaken in an analysis;
he has given 20 years of his life % the
study of all kinds of chirography."
Just then the grapholog:st rose, took
the two specimens OF writing in his
hand and came towards them.
"Well," said Hendricks, "have you
finished your analysis"
Eyes, and l have never been more
thorough in my life, Mr.. Hendricks.
Not single detail has escaped a care
full scrutiny-every character has been
Examined" tft
''And your op:nion?"
''That the two are written by the
same hand"
The face o. the detective fell. In a
moment, however, he was smiling as if
the report had been fully anticipated.
"Ycu are quite sure?" he said.
'Td stake my life-0nd all hope to
leave my family on it."
well, l had to have your opinion,
and"
Hendricks gaze wandered to one OF
the windows. He forgot to introduce
DR.. Lampldn and the professor, and
when the doctor extended his hand and
went through the formality himself, the
exchange of p,atitudes between the two
men did not attract his attention.
+ All at once he sprang up and grasped
the doctors arm.
"Come on, old man. he said, 81 have
lots to do before night. Professor, am
very much obliged to you. Send in your
bill"
'Where to now?" asked the doctor, as
they were descending the narrow stairs.
'Blame me if know" answered the
detective, with sheepsh laugh. II
guess I'll have to sleep on the new turn
of affairs. But. | know how we can kill
time, anyway. Sergt. Denham sent me
word this morning that he'd like to see
me. / know what ne wants. lie has
got hold of some clew that he is bank
ing on, and he wants TO crow over me.
Let's run up to his office round the cor
ner. While he's shooting off his mouth
1 bet my hat he will let out his secret
young detectives always do"
"Do you believe Prof. Westcott was
right in his opinion?"
II do not doubt it."
After that nothing was said on the
way to Sergt. Denham's.
As they were shown into the ante
room they saw the young officer in the
adjoining Office, his feet high up on his
desk, smoking.
Seeing his visitors, he called out to
Hendricks:
"oh, hello, here you are! How goes
it?"
80 as to be about, I guess" said
Hendricks, extending his hand.
II heard some time ago that you were
in the Gielow affair."" remarked the SER
.geant, "and then heard the report con-
tradicted."
"0h, you mean the Caruthers case"
said Hendricks, with emphasis on the
name, as he introduced DR.. Lampkin.
The officers eyes did not leave Hen
bricks face as he shook hands with the
doctor AMI mumbed something indis-
tinctly.
Il see," he said to the detective, "you
object to the use of Gielow's name. Eh,
boys" he turned to three of his sub
-ordinates in the other room, "dd you
catch on to that? The great High
BIucky Muck Of New York detective
circles thinks we are too previous"
The three young men laughed hearth
ly, and Hendricks slowly winked the
eye which was next the doctor and just
out Of the sergcant's line of vision.
Don't name the kid before it's born"
be said. "If It were to turn out that
'Cielow is innocent, you would feel
cheap"
III, yes, H." replied Denham, knock
ing his heels together and putting at
his cigar. and thereupon his allies unit
ed n another chorus Of merriment.
Il heard the night the severed hand
was discovered that you were on the
spot nosing around after job" The