The Grangeville globe. [volume] (Grangeville, Idaho) 1907-1922, 1908-11-18
JANE CABLE
BY
GEORGE BARR McCUTCHEON.
Author of Beverly Of Graustark."
Etc.
Copyright. 1906. by Dodd, Mead &
Company.
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this afternoon? was up at Mr. Horn
brooks
broom hesitated moment. He SEEM
ed to be carefully weighing everything
he said
Il suspect 1t was young Bansemer's
future mother-in-law," he said Mrs.
David Cable was there this afternoon
about 81
"Geev' laughed Eddie. Does she
need a lawyer"
"Mr. Bansemer transacted business
for her some time ago. A very small
matter If | remember correctly. Here,
listen to this. Now, here's little Incl
dent found this evening that interests
me immensely. 1t proves to my mind
one of two points | hold In regard to
Marshal Ney. Listen" And he read at
length from his book, dry sepulchral
monotone that grated on the ear until
1t became almost uncomfortable
The little clock on the mantalpiece
changed ~ before they laid asi!e Ma
poleon and began to talk about some
thing that interested Eddie Deever far
more than all else-Elias broom him
self and such of his experiences as he
cared to relate. The old man told
stories about the dark sides of New
York life, tales of murder. thievery.
rascality high and low. and he told
them with bloodcurdling directness-
the Walker wife murder, the inside
facts of the De Pugh divorce scandal,
the Harvey family's skeleton-all food
for the dime novel producer Eddie
reveled in these recitals even while he
shuddered 1T the way In which the old
man gave them.
"Ah, this is wicked old world"
said broom. reflling his pipe and
showing his teeth as he puffed. That's
why have those pictures of the Ma
donna on the wall-to keep me from
forgetting that there are beautiful
things in the world in spite of it's
ugliness and hypocrisy. haven't
much
He stopped short and listened in
tently. The sounds of footsteps on
the stairs outside came to his ears.
They dumped upward, paused for a
moment down the little hall and then
approached Droom's doorway. Host
and guest looked at the clock instinc-
lively. Eddie heard Droom's breath
as it came faster between puffs at his
pipe. Then there was resounding
rap at the panel OF the door. Eddie
Deever never forgot the look that
swept over the old mans face-the
look of wonder. dread. desperation Ii
passed in an instant, and he arose un-
steadily. undecidedly. to admit the late
caller. His long frame seemed to
shake like a reed as he stood cautious.
ly inside the bolted door and called
out:
"Who's thereT
messenger" was the muff1ed re.
Spouse. broom hesitated moment
looking first at Eddie and then toward
the window Slowly he unbolted the
door. A small A. d. t. boy stood be.
yond.
what is it," almost gasped Elias
broom. quickly drawing the boy into
the room.
MIR. broom? No answer. sir. Sign
here" The boy. snow covered. drew
a letter from his pocket and handed il
to broom.
Where fromT' demanded the old
clerk. the paper rafting in his thin
fingers
Il don't know. I'm from Chicago
avenue" said the boy. with proper Inn
pudence. He took one look at Droom's
face as the man handed the slip back
to him and then hurried downstairs
far less impudent at heart than he had
been.
broom recognized the handwriting
on the envelope as James Bansemer's
1t was the first time his employer had
communicated with him in this man
ner. He tore open the envelope and
anxiousiy read the brief missive.
1--WE got to go to the office" he said
surprise still lingering in his face
Its important business-a consulta
ton with-er-with an important east
ern client"
Gee It's tough to turn out this
kind Of night. I'm going your way
Mr. broom Come on. I'll take the
car down with you"