Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1903-01-20
CHAPTER XIV

When Grip stepped out of the railway
coach in a dazed way, shivering with
terror, two men came up to his compan-
ion. One put a hand out as if to clutch
Grip, but the man who walked at his
side suddenly whirled Grip around, and
confronted the newcomers.
HE is in my charge. Mr.. Buck"
"Sbow your authority said the Sec
ond man.
A paper-not very large-was thrust
out under Mr.. Berry's nose. Mr.. Berry
nodded.
THAT'S strong enough for me-" said
Berry.
81 guess we're through" said Puck.
NO" said Dunn. Il will be obliged
40 you both, and will make it worth your
time to follow us to the station
At the station Grip was seated, trem-
bling like a man seized with ague, in a
chair. Directly Mr.. Nickerson came in
from the corridor. lie attorney looked
at Gripp in silence. Grip strove to pre-
vent his voice from shaking as he adj
dressed the officer in charge.
Can l send a message toto an attor-
ney?"
Certainly
Grip wrote hurriedly on scrap of
paper the address Of well-known Grim
inal lawyer. As he was handing the pa
per to an officer, with a dollar for his
trouble, Parker entered.
On seeing Grip Parker started. He
did not speak to Gripp: he averted his
gaze Immediately, a thing that struck
Grip as bad omen.
rs this Mr.. Gripp?" demanded the
officer as he proceeded to enter the name
in his book.
Dunn answered promptly: This is
Jackson Grip. He is in your charge"
A man entered quietly, nodded to the
regular policeman. to Dunn, and the cap
tain. He glanced at Gripp. Then at
Parker. Then he took DCnn aside.
Gripp recognized in the manner, in the
method of the newcomer, a reporter. In
imagination he beheld the account of his
crime and arrest filing column in the
morning papers. Should he give up with
out struggle? Why not make an effort !?
The reporter approached him.
''They have a pretty strong case against
you. Mr.. Gripp."
What do they say?'
well. they assume-I don't know the
grounds-that you killed Mrs. Knox, hung
her to the hook. then locked the door af
ter you, leaving the key on the inside"
How could man do thaty"
That's for the commonwealth to show.
l don't know. They say you visited num-
Der - - street"
Il dare say dozens of others called
there. Milkmen. neighbors, relations. &C
quaintances of the tenants. They say
there are number of tenants in the
building"
The door opened again, and Mr.. Mead
entered. He looked curiously at Grip.
advanced quickly and said: rs it you
who sent for meE'
Il? No; did not dream of sending for
you, Mr. Mead. am very much obliged
greatly indebted TO you-for coming.
This is ridiculous matter. L am arrest
ed-actually charged with murder, Mr..
Mead"
Grip smiled a ghastly smile. Mr..
Mead recoiled.
Murder, Your'
1T sounds absurd"
ut sounds awful to me-"
An attendant entering. looked at NJ.
Mead.
"Mr. Atherton wants to see you at
once"
Anterior" said Grip. rs lie here,
too?'
Arrested for murder" said Dunn.
coldly.
Atherton-charged with murder" Mr..
Mead looked from one to the other.
II am not surprised at it," said Grip.
THE truth about Bob Peters death hal
to come out"
+ "Atherton is charged with the murder
Of Mrs. Cole" said Niekerson, suddenly.
Gr:pp looked his amazement, Mr. Mead
fastened into the corridor, and soon was
talking with Atherton. Grips ears
caught the sound OF carriage next. Then
the door opened again. and Mayberry
assisted Irene Atherson into the Office.
She started upon seeing Mr.. Grip
there. There was a whispered confer
ence between the lovers-lovers they
plainly were now 10 every body land then
Irene and Mayberry were ushered into
the corridor. Irene leaning heavily on her
lovers arm.
Again the chills ran up and doxn
Grips back. Neither had noticed him.
He fancied Irene's eyes took on an ex-
preston Of horror as she glanced at him.
A hand was on his arm. He shudde.ed
as he turned,
IT was the lawyer he sent for. The at
torney shook hands with him. Then he
passed on TO the captain. and talked with
him. Then the lawyer talked 10 Dunn.
Then he sat down beside Grip
What is the outlook Grip asked
Gan ron manage to get me out tonight.
Mr.. Mead. who is here. viii 20 on by
bond. have evidence herein ~ r5ck-