The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1906-09-02


he hurriedly demanded, glancing back
al Graves.
"Cavendish e. Page publishers" cried
the banker
DO they employ many hands in the
room just below p
Yes. A dozen or more"
Boyd instantly dropped the theory
which had impelled these hurried ques-
tons; a theory that the sheet might
have been tied to a string and lowered
TO some person at the window below
Not feasible!' he muttered. under
his breath. Too many observers down
there! This affair precudes many con-
federates. Yet that missing sheet. to
have been made available this very
morning, which Barlow assures me
would be imperative must have in
some way been conveyed to an out
slider"
While thus measuring the situation.
Boyd drew back into the room. then
paused TO gaze al the fat roof OF a
much lower building about q hundred
yards distant. OF this building only
two of the upper windows commanded
view Of that in which he stood, the
view from the others being obstructed
by the irregular roofs of the interven-
ing buildings
Suddenly Boyd wet the palm of his
hand with his tongue, then thrust his
hand far out of the window to learn
method common enough among sailors
Then, moving like a flash. he sprang
back into the room.
Graves, don't let that girl go until
return" he cried, vehemently Keep
her here until"
II Will go II wish"
II she attempts TO leave this room
call an officer and place her under ar
reStw Numbered Boyd. This way
Jhnmie! Come with me at once! This
way-this way!''
And Felix Boyd, with Coleman close
upon his heels, tore out OF the bankers
office, and headed for the stairway
making to the street.
Just minute later Mr.. Jason Barlow
rushed into the office.
isn't Boyd here?" he demanded.
Hasn't Boyd arrived?"
"Arrived-yes! And gone" replied
Graves.
Gomez
Yes. He asked several questions.
and then left In a hurry. He has some
plan. 1 do not know what it is, but il
he doesn't find that cipher"
I'VE VIII go under as sure as fate
finished Barlow, despairingly.
III.
Felix Boyd did not wait for the ele-
vator. People who observed them
stared dumfounded at the two men.
one close after the other. descending at
breaknec& speed the successive flights
OF stairs. with never a word one to the
other, and never a stop for breath until
they reached the busy street and the
waiting cab.
In a few hurried words. Boyd gave
the driver his directions, adding
breathlessly:
Don't lose a moment. cabbie. Make
your own price for the service. but
don't lose an Instant Millions deDend
upon you
Like all who had encountered Boyd
during the past ten minutes, the cab
man was little ratified. Boyd's potent
influence over others at such times con-
strained prompt obedience, however
and within three minutes the cabman
drew up his horse at the building which
Boyd had particularly observed from
the bankers office windows
Find the janitor. Jimmie" cried
Boyd as he leaped to the sidewalk
Rush him up to the top floor in case
require his keys I'll go right up. Fol-
low me as quickly as possible"
Most Of this was spoken while both
men dashed up the steps and into the
building. While Coleman began a hur-
ried search for the janitor, Boyd caught
the elevator about rising, and at once
started for the top floor. On his way
up he studied the face of the elevator
conductor cTOOked-baCk freshman
with decidedly crafty, gray eyes, and
asked in a casual way:
Who occupies the Office farthest east
on the rear corridor. top floor2",
The Irishman glanced sharply at him.
How wud 1 know said he, with an
oily hrOSue. Il niver waz afther hear
ing name"
DO YOU know him by sight?" In
Quired Boyd.
I've sane him, but he's not afther
being here long"
do you know whether he now is in
his Officer"
Sure, sur, couldn't soy If 1 wud."
Boyd needed no more to convince him
that the Irishman had been cautioned
against being communicative, very pos
eibly by the tenant in question, and he
7et the matter drop. On arriving at the
top floor. however, he FASTENED to the
rear corridor, and presently reached the
door of the Office mentioned. He had
located II with absolute precision ii
was the Office containing the windows
which commanded a view of the lofty
Offices Of Graves & Barlow
Boyd tried the door and found II
locked. Then he vainly attempted TO
open it with several keys which he had
in his pocket. Next he stood for a sec
ond or two impatiently stamping the
ofior, vainly waiting for Coleman to
bring the janitor. The delay irritated
him like nettles. He glanced up and
discovered a transom above the door.
Glass" he muttered. half i'm his
throat. Il must get in at once. If I'm
on the wrong track can make apollo
gies later. II on the right track how
ever. one seconds delay may cost me
the game. I'll force an entrance,"
Leaping up he seized the sill below
the transom window and fixed his foot
on the knob of the door. Then he drew
his revolver, gripping it by the barrel
and with several rapid blows he shat
tered the pane Of glass I'm fragment
over the office floor
The noise caused by the break
glass brought half n dozen of mon
rushing from the adjoining rooms
from whom cries for the janitor and
the police quickly arose. To none of
them. however. Boyd paid the slightest
attention: and before any could arrive