Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1906-03-03
CHAPTER XXII.-(C Continued

standing Imply between the doctor and
manager when that hated word electri-
fed him.
With one spring he was free of them,
rushing frantically to the door. After
him went all three. the manager lead
ing
Crenier tore the door open and got out
side It was a hopeless attempt. He
would be stopped by hotel porters at
the foot of the stairs by the managers
loud voiced order. Yet he raced for dear
liberty, trusting blindly to fate
And fate met him more than halfway.
tall man, coming upstairs with
mage boy, encountered Grenier flying
downward. He grabbed him in clutch
Of iron and cried sardonically:
NO, YOU don't! A word with me first,
if the devil was at your heels!"
Inte,n On his prize, he paid no atten-
ton to others.
(Which is his room?' he said to the
boy.
NO. Al. sir" stammered the youngster,
who thought that millionaires should be
treated with more ceremony than this
wolf.eved stranger bestowed on the great
Mr. Arson.
"Go on. then! I'll bring him"
at is Jockv Mason" murmured Philip
to Dr.. Scarth. With the manager they
had halted in the corridor. Mason strobe
mast them. with eyes only for the COVER
ING Grenier, who was making piteous APP
peals to be set free.
The stronger ruffian threw his confed-
crate into room Al, and was about to
close the door when he saw Philip, close
behind him.
lie stepped back a pace, mute, rigid,
seeking with garing eyes TO learn
whether or not he was the victim of hal
lucination.
Philip knew him instantly. The voice
he heard on the stairs, the policeman's
rough but accurate picture, the recolec-
ton of the captive of Johnson's News,
all combined to tell him that i'll truth
Jocky Mason stood before him.
More than that. the would be muir
derer handled his accomplice in a way
that promised interesting developments.
Now. perchance, the truth might be ascer-
tanned Escape was ont of the ques ton
for either of them. The managers cry
had brought four strong porters pelmell
TO the spot"
You and | will enter" said Arson to
DR.. Scarth. You" TO the manager.
might kindly remain here with your men
for few minutes"
Shall | summon the police"
Not yet. [ want to clear matters
somewhat They are dreadfully tangled. .
Mason, spellhound, but fearless as ever,
heard the dead man speak, saw him move
la IS
and ears. As Philip advanced into the
room, the giant put his hands wildly to
his head, and sobbed brokenly:
Thank God Thank God! For my
boys sake not for mine,"
His extraordinary attitude his no less
extraordinary words, amazed at least two
of his hearers Grenier, rendered callous
now by sheer hopelessness, was pouring
out some brandy and Lighting a cigarette.
The revulsion of feeling at the sight of
Mason had Gained him. He would make
the most of the few minutes that were
left before he was handcuffed.
DIR. Scarth took the precaution of lock-
ing the door, and putting the key into his
pocket. 1t is doubtful if he would have
done this had he known MasoR's violent
character. But, unknown to Philip, he
carried a revolver. which he whipped
forth when Grenier bolted, and as rap
idly concealed when it was not needed
You did not kill me, you see," said
Philip, sinking into chair, for the ex-
citement was beginning to tell on him.
The big man slowly dropped his hands.
HIS prominent eyes seemed to be fas-
cinated by the sight of one whom he
threw apparently lifeless into the sea.
Il could lick your boots" he said,
thickly.
The queer idea sounded ludicrous Yet
1t conveyed good deal. 1t smacked of
remorse, repentance.
Tell me-" began Philip, but a loud
knocking without interrupted him.
who is there?" said Dr. Scarth.
Abingdon. | want to see Mr.. Arson, -
was the reply, in a voice that Philip hailed
joyfully.
Mr.. Abingdon was admitted. His as
constituent was extreme at the nature
of the gathering, but he instantly noticed
Philips wan appearance, and the bandage
on his head.
My dear, dear boy" he cried, what
has happened ?"
Philip told him briefly As the eA-
magistrates glance rested on Mason and
SreIner III became very chilly. 1t brought
Portland prison near to the soul of one
of them. He poured out more spirit
The respite given by Mr. Abingdon's
arrival gave Mason time to focus his
thoughts. The man had lived in an in
ferno since he slipped away from his
sons that morning on plea of urgent
business in order to catch a fast train for
York in the afternoon.
He knew that Grenier would make the
Station hotel his headquarters, and his
sole desire was to stop that enterprising
rogue from committing further crimes
which might be damaging to Anson's
estate, and disastrous to the peace of
mind of the girl he loved.
la no way did he hold Crenier respon-
sible for urging him to commit murder
The journey to York was undertaken in
the first place to save Philips memory