The Washburn leader. [volume] (Washburn, McLean County, N.D.) 1890-1986, 1903-05-09
CHAPTER xxvn-con.,nu.d.

for him, ana the time Went 0y-0ll the
evening and then the highland he
heard nothing.
He did not 60 to bed, but sat in his
room, smoking and drinking and
swearing, and by morning his brain
was not in the clearest state.
It was while the running to and fro
Of the walters in the early morning
vas making the halls noisy that Burt
threw himself on his bed, and was
Just sinking into an uneasy sleep when
= rap on his door aroused him. He
sprang to the door and took the note
the man handed him.
Before his blurred eyes the words
swan, but he managed to read them.
Only
"eome directly to No. -,sLennox
street."
In i've minutes more Burt was on
the sidewalk, having learned in what
direction Lennox street lay.
1t wal some distance away, but he
was turning into the street in a short
time.
Before one Of the houses before him
he saw a man standing on the step and
leisurely lighting q cigar, early as it
was.
It was Henry Loud, who turned to-
ward him and said:
Il was expecting you. How do you
like amateur detective work."
That depends upon my success.
Where is he?"
Eager for the fray, are you? He's
over there" pointing nearly across the
way.
Then let US 60"
"Pshaw! I've decided it will be
easier, every way, to wait for him to
come out to breakfast. That's only a
lodging house-they don't furnish
meals there"
DO you intend to wait until then?
It's not 6 o'clock yet. It'll be hours
before he'll be out-two at least"
VERY well; you can leave. Only
YOU needn't have given me the trou-
BILE to have paid a boy a quarter for
carrying a. note to you," was the re-
ply.
"All right; 1 shall stay. But vi shall
be rather we'll known II we stand here
for half the morning" irritably said
Burt.
.We1l have a cup of coffee in here,
and we'll look at the morning papers
peanwhile:"
fee room from whose front windows a
view of the opposite side of the street
could be had.
An hour passed, and the sounds OF
the days life became more and more
decided. The men had drunk their
coffee and were apparently looking at
the papers they had before them,
when Loud, who had apparently not
once glanced over the way, laid down
his paper and rose.
He had never seen Vance Rothesay,
but had seen q good photograph, and
knew the original instantly when he
raw a young man come from the door
tie had been watching.
PAY the BILL" he said, without any
appearance Of hurry. and passed out
Of the entrance, crossed the street n
walked on behind Rothesay, who was
going slowly.
Burt flung some money on the coun-
ter and hurried out, but he kept well
behind, only being DESTROYS now to
the two men we'll in sight.
His eyes burned luridly; the hand
that hung by his side trembled. He
saw the beginning Of his vengeance,
and he gloated upon Rothesay as he
looked.
There we're but few people on the
street and Loud judged that this man
vas not one likely to make a scene.
He quickened his footsteps, over
took and touched Rothesay on the
shoulder. saying:
Il beg your pardon. Mr.. Rothesay,
isn't it,"
Rothesay stopped directly and said.
YES" looking suspiciously at the
stranger. But there was nothing In
Loud's aspect to arouse him.
Did you wish to see me?" he asked.
Oh have not the honor Of knowing
you."
Probably not. I hope you will not
make 1t necessary for me to summon
one Of the police when I tell you that
: wish you to accompany me. am
investigating the AFFAIR Of the Caryl
MURDER"
~Rothesay's face grew pale. in spite
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