The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1906-10-07
BELOW THE DEAD LINE
BY SCOTT CAMPBELL.


ly. What sort of a check was it?''
He approached the door while speak
ing, and Boyd now saw that he recent
ly had shaved off full beard, a fact
evinced by his slightly fairer complex
ION over the surface lately protected
from the sun and weather.
Boyd wanted no more conclusive
proof that the man he now beheld was
the scamp who had pretended to be
Dearborn'S under-Secretary, the crafty
rascal who had lured the consuPs
daughter from the steamer. yet of
whom Casey had not caught even a
glimpse. Why the beard had been so
quickly removed was also obvious,
since any description of the girls alb
ductor would naturally include it.
With no betrayal of these impress
sions. however, Boyd fastened to re-
ply, as he entered the house:
THE chick was a brass wan, sor,
for a trunk at the Grand Central. With
your Fave, sor Til look about a bit on
the f1ure upstairs. where 1 whit for the
trunk this morning"
Kelsey closed the front door, then
quietly turned the key, and removed it.
Boyd did not hear him. but with a
furtive glance he discovered that the
key was gone.
Certainly, cabbie," said Kelsey, 'I'll
there we probably can find it,
"Thankee, sor. yit I'm not liking to
trouble you to go up
mo trouble at all, cabbie. Lead the
way"
"Bedad, can do that, having been
UP there once"
Followed. by Kelsey, Boyd now pre-
| ceeded to an ordinary chamber on the
third floor, where he at once began
Tr~t, inc Oh he fl7o
bed. with a diligence well calculated to
impress the former that his pretensions
were genuine. Kelsey. meantime, stood
watching him from the open door,
where he presently was joined by a
| powerful, smoothly shaver man, a fur
| tive glance at whom convinced Boyd
| that he was the one by whom Casey
had been engaged at the pier.
Who is this fellow, Kelsey?" he
| asked, in a sonorouS undertone
THE cabbie who brought you I'D
| here. Gilroy" was the reply. He says
| he lost a trunk check here, so l invited
| him up to search for it,
Quite properly, too" muttered Gil
| roy, as he caught the expression in
| Kelsey's sinister eyes
"Mebbe I'm after being mistaken, y
cried Boyd. now looking up and quickly
| touching his cap as If he recalled Gil
roy. Il can't find it anywhere on the
| flure.'
Did you really expect to find it 90
demanded Gilroy bluntly.
L did, indade- Why else would |
come here?"
That's precisely what 1 want you to
tell me-
''Phat's that?'
Come. come, this trunk check yarn
is much too fishy." Gilroy now cried
1 nil \,
| don't expect us TO swallow such a cock
and bull story as that, do you? 1t
doesn't go down, my man.
cit doesn't. eh?" growled Boyd, with
| brows knitting.
mot by a long chalk. Now out with
the truth. Who sent you here?"
''Divii a soul STINT me. declared Boyd
81 came on me own hook"
But not to look for a trunk check
| That won't go down."
Lave 1t stay up, then. You'll get
no more out o. me. I'll go about me
business"
You'll stay right where you are till
you've disclosed your business Gilroy
harshly interrupted, stepping quickly
into the room and closing the door.
Turn that key, Kelsey! I'll have the
truth out of this fellow, or I'll know
the reason why. Now, you red-headed
4 rascal, out with it, or I'll break every
bone in your skim
"Aizy, aizy. with me, sor," cried
Boyd. shrinking to one corner. "Sure
I'm not looking for trouble"
well, you've found it all right, un-
! less"
''Kape your hands off, Lave me
have time. / say. and I'll tell the whole
! business"
"Out with it, then, and quickly, OF
you'll have no wind with which to tell
! it."
Gilroy drew back pace and lowered
his threatening hand, yet it was obvi-
Gus that both he and Kelsey were
ready for any sort of violence. to pre-