The representative. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1893-1901, 1901-01-03
"AH. THIS WILL DO"

tentively enough now. Behind the calm
mask of the financier there was the evil
dent anxiety of the bank president.
For the stability of bank, like the
honor of woman, is at the mercy of
every passing rumor.
He carried in his hand q small satchel,
which he dropped as soon as he saw that
he was pursued. After an exciting chase
Flynn overlook his man, whom he recog-
nized as Michael Quinlan, alias Shorty
Duff, well-known sneak thief. On the
way back to the bank the policeman oues-
toned his prisoner about the pistol shots.
Quinlan vehemently denied having fired
them: but admitted that he had stolen the
satchel. His story is that, as he was
passing the bank, the outer door was jar.
Seeing the satchel in the vestibule. he
tered, crouching low in order to avoid be-
ing seen through the inner door, the upper
portion of which is of plate glass. Scarce
ly had he laid his hands upon the satchel
when he was startled by the report of a
pistol. For moment he was dazed and
undecided how to act. Then, as no one
seemed to take any notice of his presence,
he was quietly slipping off. when a second
shot was fired. Panic-stricken he took to
his heels. only to be captured by flynn.
ION reaching the bank Flynn found the
outer door closed, but not fastened. The
heavy iron gate between it and the inner
door was securely locked, however. SO
that 1T was impossible to enter. The Knicl1-
erbocker bank has a second entrance on
Exchange place. But this. too, is protect
I'd by massive iron gate, which also was
found locked. Flynn raped for assistance,
, and the call having been answered by Po-
icemen Fitzpatrick and O'Donnell, he left
the former to watch the Exchange place
Jot I'll
on Wall street. while he took his prisoner
to the police station.
Messengers were at once dispatched to
the house of Richard Dunlap. the presi-
dent Of the bank. and to that OF Mr.. George
8. Rutherford. the cashier. The former was
not at home, and the family being out OF
town, there was no one who knew where he
was spending the evening"
Every eye turned toward Richard
Dunlap as this paragraph was read.
His features remained impassive, under
the full control of the veteran finan-
cier; but to an observant eye like Stur-
gis', the mans real anxiety was be-
trayed by the unconscious action of his
right hand, which lay upon the table
and played nervously with fork.
"Yes," said the banker, csrelessly,
feeling the curious gaze of the other
guests upon him, and answering their
unspoken questions, yes, that is true;
l did not tell my housekeeper that l
vas invited to dine by our friend
Sprague this evening. There was. of
course, no reason why I should. Well,
DR.. Murdoch, did they find Ruther-
ford?"
Murdoch had looked up while tie
banker was speaking. He now leisure
ly found his place and continued the
reading Of the article in the Tempest:
1.-THE cashier fortunately was at home,
and he hurried down town at once with his
set OF bank keys. Two detectives from the
central office accompanied HIM. and the
three men carefully searched the premises.
They found nothing out of the way there.
except that three gas jets were lighted ard
turned on full blaze At first the detectives
were inclined to think that bank robbers
had gained an entrance to the building: ard
that one OF them. having caught sight OF
Shorty Dun as he reached In to steal the
satchel from the vestibule, had fred upon
him. This would explain the pistol shots
heard by Flynn. careful examination Of
the bank, however. failed to reveal any
trace of bullet.
''The valise. when opened. proved to con-
tain only change OF linen for man and
few toilet articles Of hut slight Intrinsic
value. The satchel itself is an ordinary
cheap leather handbag. stamped in imita.
ton of alligator skin.
THE police are now hooking for its owner
in the hope that he will be able to throw
some light on the mystery OF the pistol
shots"
When Dr. Murdoch had finished read
ing, everybody, except Dunlap and
Sturgis, looked disappointed. The
former settled back in bis chair. the
muscles Of his face relaxed, and the
anxious bank presiden: once more be-
came the genial and polished man Of
the world. The reporter sat gazing
thoughtfully at his wineglass.
(To be Continued.)