Middlebury register. (Middlebury, Vt.) 1886-1937, 1907-11-15
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looking very promising indeed-took
the paper and put it in his pocket; then
he began to hunt for a hotel. Not till
he had found what he wished and In
stalled the Englishman I'm his room
did he venture to open the precious
memorandum and read the name he
had been specializing over for an hour.
1t was not the one he had anticipated,
but it came near to it, 1t was that of
James Wellgood.
Satisfied now that he had a ticklish
matter to handle, he prepared for it,
with his usual enthusiasm and circum-
spection.
Sauntering out into the street, he
strolled first toward the postoffice. The
train on which he had just come had
been a mail train. and he calculated
that he would find half the town there.
His calculation was correct one
The store was crowded with people.
Taking his place in the line drawn up
before the postofflce window, he await
ed his turn. and when it came shouted
out the name which was his one tall.
man-James Wellgood
The man behind the boxes was use
to the name and reached out han
toward box unusually well stacked
but stopped halfway there and CAV
Sweetwater sharp look
"Who are your" he asked.
"a stranger" that young man put
volubly, Cooking for James Wellgooc
thought perhaps you could tell IN
where to find him. l see that his let
tiers pass through this office"
You're taking up another mans
time" complained the postmaster. He
probably alluded to the man whose ell
bow Sweetwater felt boring into his
back. ASK Dick over there; he knows
him"
The detective was glad enough to es-
cape and ask Dick. But he was better
pleased yet when Dick. a fellow with
n squlnt whose hand was always in
the sugar, told him that Mr.. WellgoOd
would probably be in for his mail in
few minutes. THAT is his buggy
standing before the drug store on the
opposite side of the way"
So he had netted Jones' Quondam
waiter at the first cast! "Luckyv was
what he said to himself "Stil luckyw
Sauntering to the door, he watched
for the owner of that buggy. He had
learned. as such fellows do. that there
was secret hue and cry after this
very man by the New York police;
that he was supposed by some to be
Sears himself In this way he would
soon he looking upon the very man
whose steps he had followed through
the Fairbrother house few nights be-
fore and through whose resolute ac-
ton he had very nearly run the risk
of lingering death from starvation.
"A dangerous customer" thought he.
far as to make me recognize his pres
ence. shouldn't wonder. 1t has
served me almost as well as that many
times before"
1t appeared to serve him now. for
when the man finally showed himself
on the crosswalk separating the two
buildings he experienced sudden in
decision not unlike that of dread. and,
there being nothing In the mans ap-
pearance to warrant apprehension, he
took it for the instructive recognition
1t undoubtedly was.
He therefore watched him narrowly
and succeeded in getting one glance
from his eye. 1t was enough. The
man was commonplace-com
In feature. dress and manner: but his
eye gave him away. There was moth
ing commonplace In that. 1t was an
eye to beware Of
He had taken In Sweetwater as he
passed. hut Sweetwater was of a com
rnnplace type. too. and woke no cor
responding dread In the others mind,
for he went whistling into the store,
from which he presently reissued with
bundle of mail In his hand. The
detectives first instinct was to take
him into custody as a suspect much
wanted by the New York police but
reason assured him that he not only
hal NJ warrant for this. but that he
would better serve the ends of justice
by following out his present task OF
bringing this man and the Englishmar
| together and watching the result. But
how. with the conditions laid on hin
by Mr.. Grey. was this to be done? He
knew nothing of the mans circum
stances or of his position In the town
! How, then. go to work to secure hi:
cooperation in a scheme possibly al
mysterious to him as 1t was to him
self? He could stop this stranger IL
midstreet with some plausible excuse
bat 1t did not follow that he woul'
succeed In Turing him to tho hote
whese Mr.. Grey could see him. Well
good or, as he believed. Sears. knew
too much of life to be beguiled by an.
open claptrap. and Sweetwater wa
obliged TO see him drive OF withou
having made the least advan-ee in tn
purpose engrossing him.
But that was nothing. He had a
tho evening before him and. re-enteI